Fountain of Youth

I’m back with another poem. If you’re a parent of teenaged girls or you’ve ever been a teenaged girl, you may relate to this one.

Fountain of Youth

You are silent
Believing I could never understand your life
I am mother, a cold and ancient stone goddess
You are too young to realize that the passing
Years are nothing to the universe
I am still fifteen and thrilled with my power to make him swell
He is sixteen and tastes of tobacco and risk
This is yesterday, a lifetime passed, the present moment
I am eighteen, and thirty-three and seventy-two all at once
Each age eternal, my memories
Spill and
Overflow, the perfect
Fountain of youth


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