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Adriana Rose
Poems
Apr 2013
Vanity
Upon the summer days,
We’d run around in a craze.
Fears and worries set aside,
We set our souls free and glide.
Young and blind,
You know our kind:
Wild like a new born pup,
Only wanting to grow up.
We mature into our ears,
And dance across the years.
We pounce together,
Feet as light as a feather.
Our energy runs out,
And our lips begin to pout.
We slowly being to wilt,
And our posture starts to tilt.
Dancing to a slower beat,
We feel not so complete,
Our childhood has flown by,
And time forces us to comply.
You’re old now,
With a bead of sweat on your brow.
Should have held on tighter,
Should have proven you were a fighter.
Your eyes still show that twinkle,
As you earned every wrinkle.
You’re still a child inside,
Two parts of you like Jekyll and Hyde.
#love
#young
#old
#age
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Adriana Rose
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