Happy Birthday

Youth has passed
its burden gone;
the climb to age
is over.
What once was endless
now moves on,
the feeling left
is somber.
The lessons of
those long passed years
stole the innocence
of youth;
and left you here
so austere
watching shadows lengthen.
Your time has come
to saunter down
the hill you sought
to conquer;
and to look with fear
upon the year,
you'll walk this land
no longer.

08/29/2003

Posted on 08/29/2003
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