Youth
Written: by Tom Wright
January 2015
When juvenile,
Steps, were quick and springy,
And I, like a great yacht,
Had seas to sail,
And places to go;
But time slowed steps
Have rendered me a dinghy,
Now, at times it’s a challenge,
For me to row;
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