A walk in the park
this sunbathed afternoon
stopping to rest at a respectful distance
from these youths.
How I would love
to be amongst
be one of them again
except without the inconvenience that attends
those years.
I’ve no desire to face the storms of of early times again
But ah, to join them
this sweet moment
bird of youth
so swiftly flown
into a labyrinth of memories.
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