Memory of Youth
those young afternoons
spent on hills running with kites-
dared my nimble arms to fly
with bruises as marks--
I learned the wonder and curse
of wild imagination
Oct 28, 2020
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Copyright © Banjo Casto | Year Posted 2020
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