Poems
Seeds
You drew pictures of life
with your words.
I listened and these words you said
to grow up strong.
Like the trees I grew
branches, leaves, flowers and then the fruit.
I became the words I ate in you.
For better or worse
the apple doesn’t fall far from the tree.
- javaka Steptoe
This poem was used in my LAX class
Youth I Do Adore Thee
Crabbed age and youth
Cannot live together:
Youth is full of pleasance, Age is full of care;
Youth like summer morn,
Age like winter weather;
Youth like summer brave,
Age like winter bare.
Youth is full of sport,
Age’s breath is short.
Youth is nimble, age is lame,
Youth is hot and bold,
Age is weak and cold.
Youth is wild and age is tame
Age, I do abhor thee;
Youth, I do adore thee.
O my love, my love is young.
Age I do defy thee.
O sweet Shepherd, hie thee,
For methinks thou stay’st too long.
-William Shakespeare
