T Is For Then
When I was young
eighty-plus was way ahead
When I was young
the future was left unsaid
When I was young
the 19th century was history
Now I an old
the 20th is my-story
Now I am old
the past stays bright as day
When I was young
tomorrow seemed to delay
and then
When I was young
your beauty captivated me
Now I am old
that same grace each day I see
Inspired by Eccesiates 12:1-7 NIV
Copyright © Brian Strand | Year Posted 2009
Copyright © Brian Strand | Year Posted 2023
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