The Same
Poem for Day 357 – 20151224
See the bloom of youth,
come around again,
with the same beauty
seen so many times.
People came before,
old when I was young,
they all had their time
shining in the sun.
Now I am the same,
echo of the past.
The wheel has turned
and now I look back.
Just a memory,
oh so long ago
when I was the same
age you are today.
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