Wednesday, April 15, 2009


Boyhood summers went fast
Passing through woodlands
In search of wild fruits and berries
River crossings and sandy beaches
Keeping cool from a torrid sun
Spider hunts at first light
Matchbox condos overfilled
Rites of manhood bravely faced
Tearful dips into the river
After risking a barber's cut
On the budding manhood

At the end, a thorny threshold,
A one way portal to an unknown,
A gate creaks close just this once

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