The Years Slipping Away
My mind is as it waswhen I was a child,so young,and yet so old. Recalling now the way I thoughtis the way I thinknowwhen I am old. Is this true of all,of everyonetodayin this distant point in the future,today,is this true,that we all were nowas we wereso young. Does this mean I am a child at heart,or at mind,or am I a fluke,or an oddity at workin the world I inhabit today,in my mind,and my life of continuing, successive v...