On Being Free Poem by Sirpheno The Knight
On Being Free
Once, I was young and
I was Free.
Now, My hair is white,
Just look at me.
I wonder where
my youth did go.
One thing is certain
It did not leave slow.
Pity Not,
White haired me,
I may be old, But..
I'm still Free.
Thursday, August 10, 2006
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