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Truth of Youth

I had not heard
In fifteen years
That laughter
From my childhood
Erupting from behind
A closed door
In the pit of my soul.
So old,
Rusty,
And cold.
But the memory
Of those trickling tones
Turned something inside me
Instantly to gold.
How could I have forgotten that sound
Of happiness,
Those ripples of truth
That echoed
The excitement of youth
I had forgotten
Somehow
Somewhere
In the years of me
Breathing?
How could I have forgotten
That most simple feeling,
That of simply living
Carefree and
Being?

TRUTH OF YOUTH by Suzy Kassem
Copyright 1993 – 2018. All Rights Reserved.

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