Seasons Of Life Poem by Terry Hoffman

Seasons Of Life



In this winter of my life,
I recall my summer times.
When I was so young and gay
and life seemed filled with rhymes.

I did all those crazy things,
just had myself a ball.
Paid no heed to consequence,
let things where they would fall.

Now I'm old and gray of hair
and my body's wracked with pain.
I know that I would not want
to do it all again.

Seasons Of Life
Tuesday, April 12, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: aging,old age
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