Of Age

You strode through a gallery 

That was your hometown 

And reminisced a lifetime 

Too gray to be yours


You sat beside an old love story  

That still occupied a park bench 

Its bygone song hummed by a tree 

Who had long forgotten the words 


In a youth's laugh 

You heard your own

From a memory ago 

When now seemed like never


How life's endless end 

Has made a moment of us all 



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