Old enough

 

I’m old enough to have looked like this;

It pains me to say it,

But not amiss:

The sands of time

Don’t lead to bliss.

I’m old enough to have looked like this.

 

I can hardly believe that I won a plaque;

But there’s no denying,

No turning back.

No twisting, no cringing

In the sack,

Can erase the fact that I won that plaque.

 

I’m old enough to remember when

Winning a plaque

Was hardly Zen.

It’s the same today

As way back when:

Winning a plaque is just not Zen.

 

Riverside Public School, London Ontario 1965

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