Of Age
Soon I will be the same age my parents were
When they found true love in one another
I wonder, will I ever find the same?
It seems just a dream I may never have
Does fate know im desperate, dying to live
Does faith know im hopeless against life’s hand
And what if I never find another
To share my joy, pain, to live by my side
Surely it is best to die young, rather,
Than to grow old, loveless and incomplete.
This poem is about:
Me