Twenty Three
Looking back in time
the reality strikes home,
age slips forward unnoticed
and in the blink of an eye
time has passed
and we are standing looking back.
Youth was a deception
barely lasting a moment,
todays slip away, breaths and heart's beating too fast
then taking in the years lost, we wonder
what did we ever know
at twenty three?
Copyright © DM Babbit | Year Posted 2017
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