The Youngest Poem by Sean Green

This is the youngest I'll ever be
going forward in this day
with gifts that I've received
along with all the miseries

unframed years beckon on
without a promise of the count
marked against where I am
in the spotlight of the now

there is no turning back
except to forgive and then forget
put aside the chains of angst
to move forward without regret

time is a measure without regard
beyond the present winding down
at this mark of youth's demise
pushing forward to my desires.

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