Interest

As my years have tumbled by And I’ve tumbled quite a few Often, I will contemplate What I miss and what I need Yes, the given resonates Family, friends, all those I’ve lost Yet, I speak of something else Once, for granted, now so rare Especially when younger folks I should have the chance to meet Maybe, one of many will See through veils of dated skin Maybe one sees value still Seems that I can always tell Yes, what lifts my spirits so Is simply, plainly, interest