Oh to be young
and as fresh
as spring flowers
and as innocent
as a young child
drawing strange
patterns on a wall.
But alas I
am old and
my pattern is set,
and I have
seen most of what
life has to offer.
Hang on a minute!
Who said I can’t draw
on a pristine wall
or pick fresh flowers
when their alluring
scent overwhelms me?
Who said?
4/10/2016
