On Aging and Nostalgia

This once tasted so sweet.

Foolish me, I thought wine became more refined

With aging –

But now as it touches my lips

I am only left with bitterness.

 

I should have savored the initial flavor.

Yet now I am left with a taste

That only reminds me of the one that I let go to waste.

 

The wine’s familiar aroma always makes me forget this melancholic aftertaste.

 

Cheers!

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