NEW YEAR INTROSPECTION PART ONE*

when is one grown up? 
a question, asked and answered,
in wise words already written, 
for tis when those gifts 
with which we are, 
have been, 
so imparted are 
returned, 
imparted,
used 
for selfless ways, 
gift received, 
becoming 
gift re-gifted,
not only shared 
but given away 
many-fold, 
imbued, 
without expectation of 
return in one's own coffers,
on those dear souls 
within one's reach...
tis then the measure 
is measured 
and the cycle complete, 
having ridden, 
rode, 
far enough down the road, 
for the rubber to have 
not only met the road, 
but even more, 
leaving for others 
who come behind, 
bits,
pieces, 
chunks, 
living, breathing matter 
that matters, 
the impartee becoming 
the imparter, 
each being 
its own proof,
proving that, 
yes indeed, 
in deed, 
gift and giver are one, 
and one is all grown up.