Moments of Experience

When I was a boy

I dreamt of a brighter better day

A day when I wasn’t alone

A day of love and joy

But with age comes

Wisdom and the joy

The great joy of not needing

To share moments

With those not interested

Everyone in their own eco chamber

Makes a lot of noise

Only the silent trees offers

Remorse and peace

For a troubled mind

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