Hope

In the dark
Long past the flicker
Of candlelight
And sobriety
Bamboo pale and thin
I remember you
Exquisite as you were
Seventeen and troubled
Torn
Blade of grass
Caught
Within an adults thorn
Down by the creek
We sat
The wide eyed reflection
Of childhood mirrored
From your smile
And for a fraction
Blotted the sun out
Blinding me
With the incandescence
Of hope

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