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 © DM Babbit | Year Posted 2019
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