Young and Foolish Was I

Oh, young and foolish was I Impetuous as an unleashed pony In a lush green meadow Where the fences were far away, And I was free to explore.
October 27, 2021 for "Bite Size Poem No. 25" poetry contest sponsored by Line Gauthier
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Krutsinger Avatar
October 28, 2021 at 9:22 PM
This makes me want to spin in circles among daisies
Hankins Avatar
October 29, 2021 at 9:56 AM
Well, I'd say go for it, but I imagine the daisies are gone now. They are no longer lights in the meadow.
Wolf Avatar
October 28, 2021 at 5:59 PM
I love the feeling of freedom you've injected into five short lines, Milt. G.L. in Line's contest. Cheers, Gershon
Hankins Avatar
October 28, 2021 at 6:25 PM
Thanks, gw. I'm hopeful...always hopeful!
Skelly Avatar
October 28, 2021 at 8:32 AM
The golden days of youth...Delice
Hankins Avatar
October 28, 2021 at 9:45 AM
Ah so, Delice...long gone but never forgotten!
Gentile Avatar
October 28, 2021 at 4:46 AM
Oh, those young and foolish days! Your metaphor is perfect Milton, I sure miss those days! Happy Thursday!
Hankins Avatar
October 28, 2021 at 9:46 AM
Happy Thursday, Mike. Thanks for your thoughts. I'll tell you what I wrote to Delice...long gone but never forgotten.
Cunningham Avatar
October 27, 2021 at 11:55 AM
We've all been there Milton, part of growing up I suppose. Tom
Hankins Avatar
October 27, 2021 at 9:39 PM
Indeed, it is, Tom. I appreciated your thoughts.
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