Seven plus decades have taught me a lot,
Much of which I have long since forgotten
Without ceremony or such tommyrot
To bring me to here where I belong.
One might say that learning begins in the womb
And lasts until flesh and bone rest in the tomb.
The struggle of whether to use who or whom,
The difference between right and wrong.
Schooling can help just as sure as you please,
And books can convey so much knowledge with ease,
As experience gives with a taunt and a tease
Like the words of a sad country song.
And just when I think I know all that I need
Life throws me pickles and spits out the seeds
Leaving me clueless with nary a lead
Believing all promise is gone.
But hope is a butterfly flitting about,
Gathering nectar his only concern
And I have a wellspring of knowledge to scout
With evermore so much to learn.
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