So there is this space
Between old and OLD…

You see it by feeling less
While caring more-
You lose a lot. . .
But you learn not to ignore…

Time and its limits-
Love without return-
God without religion
Life with burns. . .

There is this space
We are never told
But it’s just the room
For getting old.

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s