It's Late

It's late, later than you think.
I'm only twenty-two,
and there's so very much to do.
So, much yet to be done,
when I was twenty-one.

And still more when in my teens,
I believed in one truth,
 and nothing in between.
Yet, then when I was just a child,
the world was bright and wild.
You bought happiness for dimes,
smiled at puzzles, riddles, rhymes.
But, now, they all vex and bother you,
because the truths are, too many 
and so, very  hard to undo.
Yet, I'm already twenty-two
and there's so, very much to do!

1972

By LaMythica
Linda A. Copp

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