Midnight, Ninth of November
God-knows-who was awake
Idle, naive and posted
Age is not maturity
Age is just a number
I stare through my Window
I saw the moon, my niece
Myself five years before tonight;
Behind them stood my father
In a stupor of grief and grey--
Age is nothing like a number
With age comes wisdom
And with age comes age
Sep 22, 2018
Sep 22, 2018 at 5:51 AM UTC
Midnight, Ninth of November
God-knows-who was awake
Idle, naive and posted
Age is not maturity
Age is just a number
I stare through my Window
I saw the moon, my niece
Myself five years before tonight;
Behind them stood my father
In a stupor of grief and grey--
Age is nothing like a number
With age comes wisdom
And with age comes age