My Own

When I was young,

my edges raw,

my feelings open,

my thoughts my own

 

Now that I’m old,

those edges scarred,

those feelings transient

—those thoughts my own

 

(Villanova Pennsylvania: February, 2020)

‘Watching The Documentary, ‘Sir George Martin’

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