by Latrisha Smith-Barney

Created on: May 28, 2009

In the Twilight

Sometimes, in the twilight of the evening,

I sit beneath my warm blanket, and

I think about the choices I have made for my life.

I remember my youth, when all my summers were

ahead of me. I remember when I had no thoughts of winter.

And now that winter has come, it has taken me rather by surprise.

I can no longer dance in the sun.

I confess, I am a bit vexed, because

I cannot chase the wind, or ride the waves.

Oh where, oh where, is my elusive youth?

I sit in the twilight and ponder.

I sit in the twilight and grieve.

I sit in the twilight and weep bitter tears.

Oh where, oh where, is my elusive youth?

Written May 29, 2009

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