Angst Of Youth Poem by Alan Walsh
Angst Of Youth
At the end of my life shall I be
old.
Will there be strife as the years
unfold.
Shall beauty be seen and love be
known.
If pain gets inside will I become
stone.
I tremble with youth in fear and in
haste.
Of life's full cup I have bare had
a taste.
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4/25/2024 10:18:50 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Yes. But it has to be. Your insight is wonderful. Beautiful words. I'm older. I know.Keep up the heart and it will be worth it. Great write.