you've stood at too many graves

roberto azank - tulip peony

when the young wake in the summer
they are immortal
at least they can feel that way
by age sixty you know better
you've stood at too many graves
you've seen too many coffins
lowered into the earth
but also this you kissed
the babies ears and tickled
their tiny perfect toes
that counts in life just as much
no it's more

james lee jobe

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