The Cursive Pen
In youth dynamic streaks course through your brain,
Reflecting pools of inspiration's flow.
Yet deeds, which block your ego's needs, remain
For fallow fields must first be sewn, then sowed.
The sapling grows to join a canopy.
A cautious gait of patience, now we need.
More slowly reaching shelves a life has sought
Of crumbling books with truth and wisdom taught.
Cateletic - Iambic Pentameter.
Mixed Rhyme - AB-AB / AA-BB
Copyright © Gene Bourne | Year Posted 2014
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