This Is Youth Poem by Mockingjay Mellark

Fair-haired lads, clear laughter ringing
Bangs flopping over button-bright eyes
Raven haired lasses, with jewel bright eyes
Roselipt mouths turned upright as they fill the air with singing
Playing forever, like they'll always be Youth's
Steeped in naivete and innocence
When if mothers gone an hour shell be sorely missed
When an hours like a year and even lies are believed to be sooth
When kisses are just thimbles
And love equals marriage and 16 kids
And best friends are the child's sibs
When all that's known is being quick and nimble
This is Youth
This is the rise of the sun
Like a young day filled with promise and fun
When everything is seen with clarity and truth