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a poem as an apology letter to your 18-year old self
Dear Old Eighteen
Dear old eighteen
your naivety could not read
other people's minds
your trusting innocence believed
too much too quickly
your meekness could nor refuse
imposing demands and pompous exteriors
your receding backstage modesty
held you back from centrestage
you were ignorant
to the blunt point of dumbness
Uninitiated into this world
You were a stranger from foreign lands
perhaps you stepped off a rainbow.
But your heart was true, dear old eighteen
I will say so much for you
Courage enough to play the fool
and laugh at it afterwards
Idealistic and stubborn, you wanted
to keep the cake and eat it too
Youw ere the seed half a dozen years ago
that gave birth to me, to the last quarter
of my twenty four
Learning, skipping, sliding, falling
Cursing, aching, yearning, mourning
I look at you with amused nostalgia
Thank you for you, dear old eighteen
It ain't that I'm wiser
I've picked up a couple more years
on you baby, that's all.
I am still as true
a little less naive
and a lot more wicked.
Eighteen
you created the carefree world
with the innocence and naivety
you lent me
I moved on to 'grow up'
only to discover that
life hit me
because as long as I was with you
it was pretty swell
In the material world,
you meant college
and its many lessons
Young, happy and ignorant
of the world's woes
you kept me wrapped up
safe and close
But I never said goodbye
to the time i shared with you
and you yourself
for being well, you.
I shall now
with a bow
Here is to being you
and living 'you'
and the years that follow you
are no match.
Because of all things that have gone right,
you were the best catch.
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