The Equator of Life
She steadily marches along the equator of life
Optimism and hope parading along beside her trying to catch up
I sigh, recognizing my youth, but unable to grab it back
There is such contentment and love, I want a piece of it.
Do I have the impetus to snatch it back?
I fear not.
I watch enviously as she strides along the equator
Living her dreams of sun and surf, of love and hope
Optimism is still trying to catch up.
I turn away, for she is too beautiful to watch.
I know optimism will soon join her in her quest
Copyright © Caren Krutsinger | Year Posted 2022
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