Time Line


I was an anxious child,

An unhappy adolescent,

An insomniac teenager,

An insane twenty-something,

A responsible thirty-something,

A depressed forty-something,

A resigned fifty-something,

And now I am a hopeful sixty-something.

I've come this far and the view is beautiful,

though ever-changing.

As long as the sun keeps shining,

The winds keep blowing,

The rain keeps coming and going,

and clouds race across the vast sky,

changing form continuously as they go,

I'll see life and its possibilities in their shapes.


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