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8.29.2008

Friday Poetry: I Saw My Youth Today by Richard Shindell

The lyrics from this song keep nudging me, so I'm going to count them as poetry and share them.

I saw my youth today
He passed me on the street
As he walked by I stood frozen
On my dreaming feet

He had a kinder face
The kind I've learned to hide
Behind these cold unyielding stones
That used to be my eyes

A moment please, my boy
Don't you know my name?
Do you remember when
We used to play a hundred games?

And is your mother well?
Kiss her once for me
And if she should ask you why
Why you could say just for no reason

Remember that old troll
Who lived inside the tree?
He was never dangerous
That's just the way it seemed

The day you climbed the tree
And ran to show me how
The troll was never seen again
So where could he be now?

A moment please, my boy
Don't you know this face?
Do you remember when
I used to let you win the races?

Please don't run away
I did not mean to scare you
I'm the one who told you
You should never talk to strangers

And is your mother well?
Kiss her once for me
And if she should ask you why
Why you could say just for no reason

I saw my youth today
He passed me on the street
As he walked by I stood frozen
On my dreaming feet.


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:: this post is part of the Friday Poetry roundup hosted by Charlotte's Library.


~Suzanne


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