When I Was 17
when I was seventeen
life was sweet
and worries flit, seldom staying.
rose-hued days
of endless youth
one long ice-cream lick
to challenge the sun.
pages turn
now I am thirty
how dim the days of youth
how fleeting the hours until sunset descends
rose hues still.
Copyright © Jay Lo | Year Posted 2015
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