Aging
By sandy
Winter chill within a heart Anger thrust through every part Despair, frustration, anger, rage Where has youth gone? When did I age? A time when any task was taken No feat was ever left forsaken. The ease in body, spirit, mind too late to ever again find? The rage is aimed at one and all Inside its fires grow way too tall. Peace must be found; contentment met It's not the time to sit in regret. A smile is harder inside as out Where does this anger find release? When do you gain an inner peace? Written October 1st, 1998 © on Jun 03 2001 09:08 AM PST 0 • 10
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"Winter chill within a heart..."