Poetry

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Maturity,is not such a very long word,it would mean
a lot if you were a bird,matter's not bout you're
colourings,what really matters is you get your wings,unlike us humans they can fly so high,with
not much effort they can meet the sky,their matchless grace could teach us some lessons apace,
man may be marvelous in his own way,with birds in flight the sky is never bare,think of the lark singing in the clear air,maturity too is another
stage when old age is not all the rage,unless you
are a well known sage,some oldish wisdom you may
have aquired,that might need to be required,then
maturity is okay,to keep you going to you're last
day,until GOD,calls you away,HIS GRACE,has saved you because you learned to pray,that then is our
very best last day.
Joe.

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