Old Age

I don't know whether
ignorance can grow
but wisdom can
for many years
it has been
to the credit of facts
and redound to 
longer experiences
even common experience
is not an exception
then why not is it ...
Rome was not built a day
nor this smoke rising
to be completed today
even though the state
is curious and cunning
oh! love still needs time
and years to intermingle
through.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2021

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