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Timeline in nature

by Kevin T. McEneaney
Wed Jul 20th, 2016

At the age of two a daisy evoked wonder worth contemplating for a minute or two.

At the age of four a lilting ball in air was a wonder that could be captured in hand.

At the age of six I could contemplate the leisurely passage of clouds overheard while time disappeared.

By the age of twenty I had no time for such nonsense.

By the age of forty I thought a daisy not worth a second’s gaze.

By the age of sixty I thought of clouds as mere weather.

By the age of seventy I realized I was wiser when I was a child.