She is my youth and my old age
Not
the in-between
She
is the adventure the frustration the longing the questioning
Not
the contentment peace joy in knowing you’re doing the
Right
thing
The
alpha and the omega the
Spring
flower years and the twilight
For
the first time I see the connection
The
middle is not empty but too full
For
remorse for retrospection
For
revolution
The
beginning..ah! We shall turn the world over
Upright
the wrongs
The
end…ah! We shall turn the world over and
Make
it in our own image
Shirley
you are one silly bitch.
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