With Age Comes Wisdom... Poem by chantelle ribeiro

With Age Comes Wisdom...



I love my age
To think I feared it
But now I notice things
Little things
Things I never understood
Never quite recognized
In myself
In others
Things that touch my heart
With age comes wisdom
A cliche I now understand
A certain look
A reaching hand
Mistakes were made
Battles lost
But now as reality seems clear
I know at last that I have won
The search of Me
For I am free...

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chantelle ribeiro

chantelle ribeiro

South Africa - Johannesburg
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