One at a Time
Today, write a post about the topic of your choice — using only one-syllable words.
This is the subject of my choice. And it’s not one-syllable words, because I’m a rebel. Which is also polysyllabic.
I am very old,
weary to the depths of my soul
where time sits silvered with grief
and seamed with battle scars that weaken my resolve.
But mostly I am very young:
alight with innocent delight.
And when the young in years flash by
contemptuous of my greying hair
I want to say, ‘Hey!
You wait, you’ll see!’
they might not be so lucky…