Young -
but with the wisdom of forever
peaceful as the quiet beyond the sky,
Lonely -
yet sharing in a world of other people
seeing life through other peoples’ eyes
Afraid -
but braver than tomorrow,
wondering if what is
will always be
borrowing your happiness and sorrow
with the unrequieted freedom of the free
Sad -
as Autumn snowdrift in the valley,
eyes with unshed tears too proud to fall
A heart that trusts in love
but not in loving
yet knowing all the while
that love is all.
(~Nan Witcomb)