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Poetry takes you places and Rhea's poems are no exception. Musing on the soft and hard realities of life, "I'm Too Young" transports readers from their own childhood memories to the change of seasons and into contemplation of life and death.¿¿Our Generation Several Miles AwaySeveral miles awayWe are All Getting OlderTruth be toldWe didn't thinkWe would last foreverAnd a DayBut we hopedWe knew This DayWould ComeBut hoped it WasJust a bit farther AwayTo Touch it AgainThe children in the playgroundDo you remember themThey were oursThe Babies the ToddlersNow the Women and MenWe birthed ThemWhen you get more tired outThen you think we wouldOr ShouldSeveral miles AwayThe wonder of itIt happened so fastIt was only yesterdayA Generation gone byThink of it thenAnd travel the MilesAlong the wayThe route was longAnd SometimesWearyBut we are notYet DoneNor even on the runFor the next will comeAnd we will be thereTo ShareThe JoysThe LaughsThe Death That LastsIn our MemoriesStrong and MightyAlong the WayAnd the Tales We will TellYesToday
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