Cacophony Of Youth Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Cacophony Of Youth



Awake, alert, writing, having no urges to fall asleep just
yet, mind wandering down hapless lanes of hope and promise,
wanting to find directions in which to now go.

Spider-like, falling into ravines, catching hold, grasping
all that is good for another even now, forever preserving
the cacophony of youth.

Wednesday, May 18, 2016
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Watching poor children playing a game of cricket in India.
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