GEN X

Grey hairs
surround the
no longer firm face.

Wisdom speaks
where rash
words once exited.

The walk more
confident – no longer
hesitant.

Ears clouded
from years of
loud rock.

Lines no longer
crisp, eyes see
beyond materialistic.

Yesterday’s teen –
Today’s parent –
Tomorrow’s elder.

Where did time go?
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Variation on the “Maiden, Mother and Crone”

Jan Toomer
(APR97)