Youth Forgets

by Bernie McCann



Freezing white snow blowing feet of stone held to the ground bent breast head down going nowhere on this cold, cold night A scarecrow left from autumn dead-looking as the thick gray clouds the harvest long, long gone the table empty winter bones Is mean inside her coat collar pulled tight 'round full of spite she was without color, feelings, youthful grace And after long a feeling comes away like rain she cannot catch chase it, chase it down the lane like youth it's gone like youth, forgets

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