Youth
Something that is
wasted at times
not intentionally
But through the
course of events
It consists of
Great energy and strength
good things and
periods of contemplation
Relationships and bonds
are joyously formed
that last lifetimes
It is a time
of happiness, no worries
nor cares
You have many friends
Some of them
now deceased
And you look back
at that time
with nostalgia
Copyright © Frank Sheehan | Year Posted 2025
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