I Cannot Reach the Ivy Wildly Growing
I cannot reach the ivy wildly growing,
The screen will soon cling and cover.
Once I was tall enough and lithe,
But those days are long and long over.
Watching ivy grow is a new way of living,
Quiet and silent days of writing of rhymes,
Wondering at the speed of passing these days,
Alone and rocking through these curious times.
I cannot reach the ivy wildly growing.
The screen may soon cling and cover.
Though as long as I may, I will stand on tip toes.
Leaving the rest to others
Copyright © Sunlite Wanter | Year Posted 2019
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