Twenty...I couldn't wait to get there...
The big step from nineteen to manhood. 
Or so I thought. 
Naïveté had duped another victim. 
The period of becoming a man
Comes much later, at least for most.  
What will others think of me 
For confessing my guilt?  I don't know.  
The truth of the matter is this:
Age does not equal the birth of maturity. 
Moreover, understanding is ageless,
And life's experiences ripens the individual. 
Now that I'm in my seventh decade of life,
Maturation has settled within my soul. 
The magical leap from nineteen to twenty
Was hardly noticeable at all. 
Each decade has brought its set of changes,
Nudging me to adapt to a new way of life. 
Let's say I reach that gray step of eighty,
And have the good sense of knowing I'm there. 
I pray others can glean bits of wisdom
From lessons I've learned each step of the way. 

©Copyright 2016 By David Lee Thompson 








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