“We do nothing more then await one another.”
You are my youth
holding the stillness of my face,
I
your age
graciously these lines await you.
Can you see the lines of your face speak as I can hear,
youth will wait a lifetime to experience age,
age will wait for death to experience youth.
Youth will beg and borrow from time for one more line to settle upon the hand,
age will beg and borrow from time for one less.
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I’m not sure about “wait for death” but adding a line and erasing a line works. Though as a friend whose is old, too, told me the other night, there are faces that have lived.
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I like, “there are faces that have lived.” My initial thought was, in death youth awaits once again, not merely an but rather a beginning. I was debating as to leaving it in or removing it.
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I think it works fine the way it is.
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Thank you 🙂
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