The Happiest Old Poem by Brian Taylor
The Happiest Old
The happiest old
have nothing and don’t mind.
The happiest young
are old before their time.
Few these.
The others are behind their years,
suffer thirteen-year-olds’ fears
into their twenties,
and in their forties
have appetite
for sins of twenty.
But not the bite.
Tuesday, August 18, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: old age
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