The Futility Of Aging Poem by T. Alfred Norman

Childhood memories seem a dream
Reminiscence frames them in clouds of gray.
Years have faded their clarity with shades
And shrouds them in many yesterdays.

Recalling a place, a world away
Your imagination stays you from sleeping
Lessons and breathing, nature and believing
Impressions of mortality are oblivious to a seedling.

Innocence and energy their two true possessions
Answers curiosity with the open ended question
Born with a yearning for knowledge and wisdom
Lifetimes of learning, the eternal seen through a prism.