"Well Passed Middle Age"
Greg Budig 2021
Steps taken
without ever
moving forward.
Time is
suspended in the
journey you're on.
Your feet
no longer take
you on adventures.
Further behind
you are all the
years that have passed.
A stranger
takes over what
used to be familiar.
Confused
by everything you
suddenly have become.
A new chapter is
written before the
old one is finished.
There are not
as many pages as
thought there would be.
Counting on
one hand what
used to be forever.
Don't think
about the journey,
you're about to arrive.
Counting the
scratches on life's
well worn wall.
Feeling secure about
growing older, not too
sure about growing old.
The End
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