How does one "LOSE" their innocence?
Why does age erase such beautiful things,
and time becomes our enemy?
Who was is that said beauty is only skin deep?
And what did THEY look like?
How can you NOT judge a book by it's cover,
why did you pick it up at all?
And to say it won't mean a thing when your old.
What elderly person do YOU know, that doesn't
wish they were "young again."
Youth like aging, is a time of learning.
Understanding and learning to grasp
that the things you CAN do are limited.
And still no matter how small a task, they
still require skill.
Who said growing old is easy, maybe if it
wasn't so hard to remember everything else.
Do you really have TIME for self-pity, when
looking for the spectacles you left on your head?
And yet, we all age a little everyday right from day one.
When you drew in your first breath, you aged.
From seed to stem, we grow, change, create and die.
But life IS fun.
Friends and foes, make the trip interesting.
Love gives it levels, DEATH gives reality,
new life is a chance for us to leave something behind.
A good life. Is every life, Lived or lost.
A bad life isn't at all, and NEVER was.
Your life, my life, lead life, lost love.
Dream sought, life lost.
Lived time, spent, aged....
gone......
How sweet..... is the mystery of time?
