Parting words to Passing youth

I will be on leave all next week so this will be my last post until Christmas. The poem I leave you with is one I read at my school’s cultural evening (talent show for American readers) and one I promised myself to share on this blog as soon as I finished high school

Parting words to Passing youth

Farewell I say

to the end of days

to blissful innocence

and rebellious adolescence.

For we are butterflies

and our soft cocoon

has opened us to the world.

Where the wind will pull us,

birds will try and consume us

and until we mature,

a resting place will forever elude us.

I still recall with some sad irony

how the school and the home

reigned like monarchs,

and reminisce with passive longing

how parties seemed to never cease,

love brought shots of joy and pain

and long weekends were like paradise.

How like fools we tested and experimented

with that loosening domestic lead

like amateur scientists with Uranium

and how we who knew so little

thought we knew so much.

Those were the days when the future

was but a line on the horizon

and family, career and degree

was on a bucket list for a later time.

For we lived for today.

We were bold.

We were alive.

We were – young.

And only the law,

parental lectures

and careful doses of reality

kept us mortal,

kept us sane.

From across that threshold to adulthood

were I came of age,

I stare back, perhaps wondering,

if that concluded stage

will let me be in its six act play once more.

But it has ended.

The ovation, the applause, the last hurrah

has happened

and the curtains have closed.

All I can do is turn around,

spread my wings,

and fly.

With sweet memories of yesterday,

hanging by my side.

 

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