UNSUCCESSFUL FLING

The young lady slim, tall and confident, crossed my path as she ran. While I, in thick sweater beanie covered head mask on, balancing my slow stride continued to walk. Few moments, hardly any blink the vision in front disappeared, hallowed. Stamina of a youth fleeting past, an equate with light how I envied her. My youth returned in shadow dauntless courage of the past, closing my eyes, I seemed to locate it, but gone like a puff of wind. While memories of youth still cleaving, old age intersected it with age related health problems hiding in the dark corner. My trial to relinquish it ended as unsuccessful fling, but appeased!