Ageing Poem by Timothy Faboade
Ageing
Rating: ★5.0
When I behold a child clad with smiles
Brushing off ahead of him the many miles,
Feeling his is the world of our own
And his free earth to be shown,
Within me poisonous envy soars.
Not that with the infant I want a war
Nor with his smiles that bring me pains,
But with ageing which me chains.
Thursday, January 24, 2019
Topic(s) of this poem: age
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5/18/2024 2:05:11 AM # 1.0.0.1119
A first-string poem, Timothy......10+++++++++++