My Take On Age
The fourth dimension, on me, has left its mark,
Before the coinciding of my dreams and visions,
Cumulative years have made life become stark,
Pre-dating a scarred heart from life’s incisions
Once, without fear, of actions being thwarted,
Would come a subtle wink, then a deep embrace.
Now with eyes shuttered, I’m being transported,
Back to earlier times where age allows no space;
Age will always find you
Better or Bitter!
Tom
Copyright © Tom Wright | Year Posted 2015
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