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Young yet old love had aged him,
added wisdom to his words.
Words, from soft lips
were spoken as if a hundred years old
and in that brief moment I saw sorrow
fill his big brown eyes.
Eyes that looked as if they’d seen too much
had temporarily stopped twinkling
although it was only midnight.
He gave them to me to understand later,
like a gift to someday be opened in the future.
Inside, there will be a glass of water
Reflecting the answer
to why your only half full glass, is half empty.
