How old am I
you asked me
as though I were here first
which I was
You were talking with your Grandma
enjoying and knowing she'll be
passing soon...
My cousin was born when I was a decade
or so already checked-in
She just passed Route 30,
her two young girls fine blonde hair
flying in the wind-will be snarled soon enough
stopping at the next town “Generation"
just passing thru...
A childhood friend who lost his mother
before I could find him again
noticed the 5 o'clock shadow of quitting time
resigned to put in some over-time
got a promotion of fast-track
merging lane, death draws closer
but he blazes by....faster than 65
Last time I checked, I was wise
beyond my years
double checking lines, they cue my fears
the scale to weigh the time
gets heavier with one foot off
gauging the mass I now carry
until weightless without reflection.
Composed 4/12/15.
Image By Shymanski, Robert [Public domain], via Wikimedia Commons. 1933, Hegeler Carus Mansion.
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