happy New Year to my boy...
Sonnet No. 142
[December 31st, 2013 – 2:21 pm]
As it ticks its arbitrary passage,
The new year's countdown makes me think of them –
All those young men, and the time they bridge,
For their beauty stays, though the years condemn.
And you and I? – How will we remember
The fullness of this vanishing moment,
From the vantage of many years' number,
Together for the lifetime that we've spent?
Youth may fade, but perennial as New Years,
The fresh-faced count replenishes like grass –
The trick is finding one without tears
To accept and allow the years to pass.
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