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Forgotten Field of Forever
the field is no longer there where
all of youth and ego collided and
her first glance was seen but shied from
all to be born in a thousand recollections
the field is no longer there where
near dusk I sat alone blurring
through November's naked branches
lamenting another summer passed
the field where I killed an attacking tree
sidearm from thirty yards dead center
no one saw but no one needed to
it happened
the field is no longer filled with fights and
fun and bragging and just hanging out
talkin bout how Joe's brother could press a 100
or how Cyndy's boobs were huge nothing
of importance was left to be conjured
one day I drove away and when I went back
it was gone but like that smile I shied from
never really gone
Copyright ©
Craig Cornish
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