Run With the Wind
When you’re young
you run with the wind
laugh in the face of time
Of a sudden you’re old
you hobble, chagrined
every step a tortuous climb
Though if young knew of old
as old knows of young
no melody’d ever be sung
Copyright © Gershon Wolf | Year Posted 2022
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