The Youth Within
"My heart a reflection upon threads of embroidered lace drawn steadfastly upon my face turned yet ageless grace as I breathe the new dawn." Quote _by Poet
Sitting on the front porch,
I rock back and forth
in the old rocking chair,
drinking my morning coffee.
I feel the youth within me
a peaceful vigor cheering
in my heart arise
whilst the sun comes up
weaving its ray through
the spun woven clouds
and the lavender
Morning Glories open wide.
I hear whispers in my conscious mind,
a place of grace and youthful memories
that chased and embraced dreams.
The emerald tall grass
reminds me of when I loved
and danced around
in its spears in my youth,
as my sweetheart smothered me in kisses as
he scooped me up and laid me down
and welcomed the quietus of calm.
I can still hear the faint sounds
of long ago fluttering like sparrows
as my heart yearns
for that lost energetic youth.
12/1/2021
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