It really won't be long until I'm older, <br /> with every year that passes, I can see, <br /> the life-times I have wasted, <br /> although, I am only weeks from '23'. <br /> <br /> I have seen another summer filled with laughter, <br /> I am watching as the leaves fall from the trees, <br /> as the winter closes in, <br /> I watch the days grow dim, <br /> while being only weeks from '23 '. <br /> <br /> There is not much that I know of love, <br /> though more than I have ever known, <br /> 'nor much of life or death, I guess, <br /> ... and as my years go flying past, <br /> I fear that I won't grasp - - - <br /> the meaning of my life by '23'.<br /><br />Barry Van Allen<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/23-3/
