by Tom Krause
(Nixa, MO)
As time passes on
I turn the next page
to discover a new me
while I continue to age.
I may no longer be
who I was long ago
but I still can matter -
that much I know.
With a new set of tools
I have gathered from time -
I keep looking forward
to more mountains to climb.
My best is not over
as the skeptics might say -
I just learn how to conquer
In a much wiser way.
So don't sell me short -
I am not nearly done.
I CAN STILL MATTER -
I've only just begun.
Tom Krause - Copyright 2012
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