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[aid] => mick
[title] => YOUTH: a onetime gift
[time] => 2011-12-08 06:48:32
[hometext] => Looking back at what we leave behind
[bodytext] => We ran the woods together eating our paper sack lunches in the hollow of a large brown stump Summer was our season to explore and romp, my bestest friend and I, gazelles in fields of green and yellow, mountain goats on cliffs above the stream, two willing daytime prisoners in natures' open fortress Turning rocks and weathered stones as we searched old Milbourne Creek for wiggly water creatures to dwell for a time in our blue coffee can and rolling dormant logs pursuing elusive yellow ring neck snakes Life pushed on at the pace of a slick snail keeping us young and full of curiosity Eventually time invited urban sprawl to our sunlit sanctuary but not before coming of age offered a new approach to summer quests, free of the taboos of life below the age of eighteen The speed of life expelled us from the tranquility of rolling streams and the aroma of showered nature to the avenues of concrete wonderland where trees and shrubs are reduced homesite decorations to be fondled only with ones eyes, while our coffee can rusted beneath the back porch Absent the subtle rewards of nature we tested and tasted the bounties at the table of streetwise maturity Innocence was traded for the unforgiving and costly rules of the streets I long for the hollow of that old stump and the then untainted summer sidekick My bestest friend gets out of jail in June and the streets are being paved down at Milbourne Creek. [comments] => 1 [counter] => 94 [topic] => 16 [informant] => maverick47 [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => FriendshipPoetry )
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