Becoming Older
Concentration would appear
to gain me nothing.
I read a paragraph,
close my eyes and open them,
then read one more,
yet nothing still is gained.
Do I hold no interest in what
each paragraph holds?
Each page? Each hour? Each day?
What is gained in age?
And does age hold me nought?
(January 2022)
Copyright © Andrew John | Year Posted 2022
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