Evelyn Carter

(New York City, New York)

When I Was Young - Poem by Evelyn Carter

When I was young and in my prime;
I thought that I had plenty time.
Each day I let pass casually;
It didn't mean a thing to me.

I danced and held each moment dear;
To stretch the time that I most feared.
And so I closed my eyes to dream;
And didn't miss the years it seems.

But one day I became aware;
The autumn of my years was here.
What footprints had I left behind;
To give accounting of my time.

I write. I paint. And you can bet;
I really haven't finished yet.


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Read poems about / on: autumn, dream, time, dance, fear



Poem Submitted: Thursday, January 2, 2003



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