i hope i’m headed towards some strange event at this age
hold me down like the warm jade in the ring’s setting, stay
in the last light of youth
we look around at our friends
some are trying to stay wild
others are building their shelter
so where are we
the roses you brought turned black as oil spills today
when i need your contours close you just seem to float away
in the last light of youth
we look around at our friends
some are wandering home to their mothers
others becoming their own
Image by Nancy Gillespie
August 5, 2008 at 7:57 pm
Very beautiful. I’m so proud of the wonderful woman you’ve grown to be. Happy almost birthday!