Too Young, Too Old
Too old to start over
Too young to begin
Standing between echoes
Of what could have been
Hands full of memories
That don’t quite fit now
Dreams still whispering
But forgetting how
Too late for the first time
Too early for peace
Holding on tightly
While learning release
A foot in the future
A heel in the past
Wondering quietly
How long this will last
Too worn to be reckless
Too restless to stay
Tracing the outline
Of some other way
Too old for illusions
Too young to be done
Still chasing the feeling
Of becoming someone


Excellent work, words and evidence of a long life lived
You capture that in between feeling really well. Love the image too.