The Generation

I used to expect that I would be like the others, That I’d be part of The Generation as I’d always been And would hit the ground (my age) running Or at least still walking, not shuffling, That maybe I’d at least be mobile, Not haltered and hindered and half-immobilized. rcs. Current draft: 3/13/2010 Created on 3/12/2010 8:12 PM