Wind in heather
A bright blue day
in Spring’ embrace
A exerience of youth
Of Freedom
Of Love
Of Life

For one who has grown
cynical
Whose grown old
Moments of youth
are treasure
To be savored
To be sought after
To be cherished..
A Smile
A Giggle
A Forgotten Day
Remembered
A Forgotten youth
Relived..if only for
A
Moment

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