Days are shorter and nights are colder,
Fewer wonders on the horizon.
Lo and behold, I am getting older
Only hoping that also wiser.
Space is still curved, and the time isn't linear,
Thoughts - hardly clear, nor joys any bolder.
Slowly learning the true meaning of
Age in the eye of the beholder.
Be and Hold
© Copyright: Борис Меломедов, 2015
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