#86 ~ "Misspent Youth"
NOVEMBER 25, 2007
_You can find_
_her in the falling leaves_
_in the vineyard…_
_the girl who_
_rode endless hours,_
_pages and pages_
_of books to escape_
_anger,_
_dancing the only way she knew_
_how…_
_You can find_
_her in the falling tree_
_shattering the family into splinters,_
_into bits that flew away_
_landing only once_
_or twice a year,_
_stepping over lines,_
_into new lines_
_exploring passions_
_long buried…_
_You can find_
_her in the voice_
_of spirit waking,_
_igniting through_
_the cracks of youth_
_broken,_
_of innocence set free_
_on wings of longing_
_stepping into time far, far_
_from where the journey began_
_only to circle back to the beginning…_
_You cannot find_
_her in one moment_
_of youth misspent,_
_only in the echo of not knowing_
_that everything she is today_
_sings from those shadow years_
_of believing in black_
_and white,_
_not yet ready to see_
_the blaze of color_
_that comes with falling..._
© For[ Sunday Scribbles #86 - "Misspent Youth](http://sundayscribblings.blogspot.com/2007/11/86.html)"
_her in the falling leaves_
_in the vineyard…_
_the girl who_
_rode endless hours,_
_pages and pages_
_of books to escape_
_anger,_
_dancing the only way she knew_
_how…_
_You can find_
_her in the falling tree_
_shattering the family into splinters,_
_into bits that flew away_
_landing only once_
_or twice a year,_
_stepping over lines,_
_into new lines_
_exploring passions_
_long buried…_
_You can find_
_her in the voice_
_of spirit waking,_
_igniting through_
_the cracks of youth_
_broken,_
_of innocence set free_
_on wings of longing_
_stepping into time far, far_
_from where the journey began_
_only to circle back to the beginning…_
_You cannot find_
_her in one moment_
_of youth misspent,_
_only in the echo of not knowing_
_that everything she is today_
_sings from those shadow years_
_of believing in black_
_and white,_
_not yet ready to see_
_the blaze of color_
_that comes with falling..._
© For[ Sunday Scribbles #86 - "Misspent Youth](http://sundayscribblings.blogspot.com/2007/11/86.html)"
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