… Springing through fated infinity
Fool’s fearlessly rush to and fro…
How could youth have escaped my embrace?
Did I protest or simply let go?
… At what point in our lifetime’s continuum,
Did my reactions and stride start to slow?
Are you blinded by faith to these changes,
Or too ashamed to admit all you know?
… Is it affection that brightens your smile,
Whenever I enter the room?
Or is it sight also failing,
Validation of impending doom?
… Dspite all the signs of advancing age,
This simple fact shines quite clear!
My passion still remains brand new;
As I feel youth has escaped my embrace!! …