563 <br /> <br />I could not prove the Years had feet— <br />Yet confident they run <br />Am I, from symptoms that are past <br />And Series that are done— <br /> <br />I find my feet have further Goals— <br />I smile upon the Aims <br />That felt so ample—Yesterday— <br />Today's—have vaster claims— <br /> <br />I do not doubt the self I was <br />Was competent to me— <br />But something awkward in the fit— <br />Proves that—outgrown—I see—<br /><br />Emily Dickinson<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/i-could-not-prove-the-years-had-feet/
