Tuesday, April 06, 2004

An Aging Tree

-
I think I’ll cease
aging any further.
Fifty seven
is quite old enough.

So hide the tide,
and halt the flow.
No longer
will I grow.

Stay still.
No more “I will”.
A simple “be”
should do.
___

Alright, you win.
I know
I must give in.

Pile
day
upon
day.

I’ll
play
along.

But
keep
it
slow
while
I
grow

on

and

on.

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