poetry, trails of thought

And not QUITE like I painted it / [For the arrogance of youth DOES have its place]

And although I was saddened

And although I was baddened

And although I was mightened 

And although I was never righted

And though I was always wronged

And although all the above is true as 

A day and a

Toughened nightened,

Even so, I went much too far:

For the arrogance of youth 

Sometimes does magnificently achieve 



And my last year could never have happened

Without yous.

[And so

He doffs his cap 

And gives his swoosh

A gentle nudge.

A nudge, after all,

Of soulfelt 


Thank yous so much!


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