Comparing Youth
Whilst in ones youth, I beg to question,
Why twice ten years sums darkly fossil,
If numbered twenty from conception,
Whilst in ones youth.
Immortal years, weaned blindly hostile,
Demanding half and whole apart as one,
Until twice twenty, rears itself colossal.
Twice again, steers an Elysian direction,
A course prepaid, far too late to jostle,
Time is never subject to dissection,
Whilst in ones youth.
Copyright © Claire De La Grange | Year Posted 2006
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