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