poetry

I’m not young anymore.

I’m still here.

Nothing surprises me within the realm of human nature and how a soul evolves when rocked by pain.

I’m not young anymore.

I’m older than most of my friends.

My social circle includes many writers and artists… most much younger than me. My heart aches as I read their passion laced prose. I know what they’re going through. I know the struggle.

It hurts growing wings.

But it’s necessary… because you need them in order to fly when you reach my age.

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7 thoughts on “I’m not young anymore.

  1. Wonderful. I really love this and I look forward to following your blog. I have a piece every Sunday that I call “Sunday Share” where I reblog, link, and of course give credit to another wonderful blog and post. May I share this next Sunday?

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