Almost Twenty-Three
From crawl to walk
The changes I see
but life's so hard
and there's silly me
A quarter I live
yet clueless still
What is life?
Ahead of me
Reflection in the water
blur by life's touch
Steady behavior
There's no thing as such
Growing through living
My newfound fancy
A glimpse of light
'cause I'm almost twenty-three
Copyright © John Francis Roces | Year Posted 2021
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