A Simpler Time

I miss the old days
 my sixties, seventies and eighties
when I was young and unafraid,
 but now it seems
those years have caught up with me
 and I find my old grams words in my head
that I've seen better days;
 but in my heart
things always turn around
 and though the past cannot be undone
tomorrow's future remains unknown 
 and is still to come.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2019

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