My Youth Poem by L. K. Thayer

My Youth



I used to like
the sharpness
of a hi-way fence
how gracefully
I hurtled it

tasting
the closeness
of the edge

I'm sorry I took you
for granted
my youth

and the miles
I've left
behind

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L. K. Thayer

L. K. Thayer

Fargo, North Dakota
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