The Young

Photo Pamela Morrison

The clouds stream by
Like dreams of things to come
So young
So free
So full of mystery, of life
The avenues
Within your reach
Your opportunities
So much to teach
With heart, grace and eloquence
Defying age
Your passage
Has brought you here
Who knows
Where it will lead
Or what you will become
But you have given me
Hope – for a new age
A tomorrow — I thought
Might never come