The folly of Youth,
Is in the perception..
Of youth..a vanity..
As I grow older..
Every step is measured..
Every breath counted..
Sometimes,
We are thrust upon responsibility..
The thought..exhilarating..
The execution, hazy...
Then you realize..
You need to sit at someone's feet..
Learn, yes learn, the tenets of human complexity..
As a youth,
Everything has to go my way..
As I grow older,
A few loses are salient..
Lessons in imperfections..
Lessons..in appreciation.
As I grow older,
I am naked..
My imperfections real..
My limitations a yoke..
Leaves too enjoy the wind..
But they are seldom aware of being blown away.
It takes time..
I now appreciate..
To be the one you want to be..
But with a little effort..
Fruition is nigh..
One more push and am better than yesterday..
Continuous learning..
Every step a lesson...
We wish..
But don't prepare to receive..
I'm not sure am prepared now..
But one thing is certain..
Am better than yesterday..
More conscious..
More certain of life..
More assertive..
Most salient..
More Accommodating...
It come as one gets older..
