When I was young I grew up so alone
I thought I would never grow older with anyone.
I wanted most to see my growing done.
So that whoever I was with I might live
in sharing calm, unjealous tense free present.
Showing posts with label the hope of sharing in middle age. Show all posts
Showing posts with label the hope of sharing in middle age. Show all posts
Wednesday, 4 April 2012
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