Poetry of John Shaw

      The Longing


      The beginning of my life has ended
      and before the rest is through
      I will have longed more than one day
      for what I've just completed

      I long now for the careless youth I had
      for the brilliant truth that lies in inexperience
      for a road so thick with confusion
      that I cannot see as far as my eyes want to now


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