As a Child
As that which lies above, so too does that below. Could not the same trait be shared by both the young and ol’?
Frail hands awaiting another; even if only to hold. Each given a role. Each sculpting their mold.
As though without rhyme and reason; the space in between the two seems filled with only the time of season.
Through the eyes of the young a soul will find bliss and through the eyes of the ol’ a soul sees all that was missed.
An ol’ soul is best reminisced through the way which it smiled. Yet, to the universe who isn’t a child?
Behold anew leaf
To witness; innocence nude
From seeds; came the roots
06-29-2022
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