Bonus Poem for Day 024 - 20150124
I look to the young and envy them so.
No, this is not true, though I still fixate.
What is this thought I want to create?
I have to consider their place in my world.
What can they tell me that I don't already know?
What do they have that I lack in myself?
Truth comes to my tongue, revealed to my heart.
There is no difference between young and old.
Today is the place from which we depart.
The past gives me wisdom, scars mark their space.
This is shared by the young, though they may have less.
Marks are the maps leading to anyplace.
New prodigy, stretch your wings and now fly.
You have so much potential, roads not yet walked.
World could be ours, now just out of reach.
I look to the young and walk by their side.
Mutual inspiration will be our guide.
This is the thought I wanted to create.
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