Growing pains of a young immortalA Poem by Jon Roggie
The perspective is confusing.
Time passes at the same rate, but results are not the same. Those younger age, and pass along, while you stroll down this long road. Childhood friends are mostly gone, and more recent ones seem tired. When the aged are younger than you, what can you say? Learn to keep thoughts close, and share only a bit. Try to not let the past overwhelm the future. © 2014 Jon Roggie |
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1 Review Added on November 19, 2014 Last Updated on November 19, 2014 AuthorJon RoggiePorterville, CAAboutI tend to ramble, and rarely explain myself. Take that as you will more..Writing
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