An Ode To Youth

I remember when I was young and fair Slim long legs and soft black hair My winsome smile and dark green eyes Caused many a suitor to agonize When turned away…rejected….forlorn Wishing he had never been born! I was always the Queen at any ball Captivating one and all! But youth is fleeting…beauty a sham Just a façade…not who I am The years fly by…beauty fades Gone are suitors and accolades Long in the tooth now…wrinkles persist This is the world in which I exist Winter is here…my Springs have flown I sit here lonely and on my own In life’s twilight before the sun has set My thoughts turn to youth and the little coquette I used to be when youth was King Anticipating what each day would bring Dark hair flowing… dancing the night away Thinking life would always be that way Oh bird of youth…I miss your song But in the hush at evensong I sense that I can hear it still And in my heart…I always will! Copyright2011 Beatrice Boyle (All rights reserved)