Thoughts Of The Old Poem by Katy Lue

Thoughts Of The Old



The eyes of the young,
the the thoughts of the old,
the sweet summer snow and the stories foretold,
the strong tea on a weak day,
the bubbly soda pop fizzing away,
black mixes with white,
creates an intense shade of gray,
that watches over all on the whole human race

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