Youth's Vim And VigorA Poem by Sunflower/Sara KendrickSonnet
Previous Version This is a previous version of Youth's Vim And Vigor. Bedtime_a time of quiet remembering Surely there is the Whip-poor-will's call Definitely thrice was the ghost calling No_only an old woman's dream in fall
Now my life seems to pass uneven As a winter's night storm first rain_ice Wrestling against old age soon engraven Longing for youth's vim and vigor thrice
Somehow there'll be a brand new season Spring soon will spring ridding earth of ice There will be very great reunion Of returning of the birds, bees, butterflies
To all things good or bad there are seasons Now flash forward _to forever in paradise © 2011 Sunflower/Sara Kendrick
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