Impatient in
my younger days,
I had the
need for speed…
I yearned
for the years to hasten,
A “Buffet of
Life” fueled greed.
Faster on
the roller skates,
The cars,
the years, the pen…
I realized
rockets have no brakes
I’ll never be
young, or fast, again.
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