Thirty three years <br />~ <br />Soon I turn thirty three <br />And wonder what I have to show <br />I feel I have achieved very little <br />And have been going nowhere fast <br />I fear I am stuck in my ways <br />And this is my lot for life <br />I sit alone in writing this morning <br />With my usual coffee for one <br />I have loved, had my heart broken <br />Let opportunities slip away <br />Now I tend to do nothing <br />At least I wont feel hurt that way <br />I have spent time in solitary <br />And lost touch with the world <br />Please try and remember that <br />To excuse my lack of social grace <br />The pace of each year is picking up <br />While I am still young in some eyes <br />Still may yet have a lot to achieve <br />I look at the past thirty two years <br />And see myself an old man <br />Lonely and turning thirty three<br /><br />Matthew Holloway<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/thirty-three-years/
