Sunday, April 9, 2023

Caught

 










Caught between youth and age

I watch my children trimmed and bearing fruit

I watch my mother fight dormancy, bearing the sweet fruit of experience, passing it along

To me

To my children

To my grandchildren

An eternal flow of good things



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