Through the Seasons of Time
wrinkled hands and greying hair
time ages us all
wisdom lies deep within
awaiting requests for advice
the beauty we once held
fleeting as it was
was lived, then disappeared
through the seasons of time
Copyright © Anna M Shepard | Year Posted 2022
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