A Sweetness
A sweetness comes with age,
like fruit that’s overripe
A Poet then a Sage,
on this journey into night
A wish distilled from all regret,
its seeds to be re-sewn
A sweetness comes with age,
that buried youth could never know
(Villanova Pennsylvania: October,2016)
Copyright © Kurt Philip Behm | Year Posted 2016
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