motherwolf

Sometimes, like all of us, I find myself with a little too much youthful exuberance.
And it feels good.
Now I ask myself, "Why would anyone ever give this up?"
I guess some people feel that getting old means losing something.
There is nothing that can be lost
that can't be carried to tomorrow.
For when tomorrow comes,
may it add something,
like the wisdom to know,
when
to shut up.

and just let the wind speak for you.