To Old To Be Young
I'm to old to be young
to young to be old
stuck somewhere in between,
looking in the mirror
I know I've aged
but looking back at me,
is the child that once
frolicked through youth
not a worry nor a care,
every line on my face I've earned
as well as my silver hair.
I'm proud of who I am and
the person I've become,
a soul I hope the world will remember
to young to be old
to old to be young.
Written By Kathy J Parenteau
Copyright © 01/30/2015
All Rights Reserved
Jan 30, 2015
Jan 30, 2015 at 8:31 PM UTC
To Old To Be Young
I'm to old to be young
to young to be old
stuck somewhere in between,
looking in the mirror
I know I've aged
but looking back at me,
is the child that once
frolicked through youth
not a worry nor a care,
every line on my face I've earned
as well as my silver hair.
I'm proud of who I am and
the person I've become,
a soul I hope the world will remember
to young to be old
to old to be young.
Written By Kathy J Parenteau
Copyright © 01/30/2015
All Rights Reserved
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