Old Enough to Appreciate a Beautiful Day (a poem)

I'm not old

But I'm old enough

To appreciate

A beautiful day

I'm not young

But I have some life left in me

I have some words I'd like to

Get off my chest

I'm not done

Making my mark on this world

I know I have something to offer

If I can just figure it out

I'm not sure

Where any of this is headed

I'm trying to cross bridges

When I come to them

I'm not scared

But I am a little uncertain

Mistakes I make at this point

Could follow me to the grave

I'm not young

But I'm too young to give up

I hope my zeal is seasoned

With a little patience and love

I'm not old

But I'm older now

The rest of my life is

Shorter than before

I'm not old

But I'm old enough

To appreciate

A beautiful day

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