Cathartic youth – a short poem

We follow the sun

Riding the wave of eternal sunshine

and cloudless skies

Unabashed by the eventual fall

of eternal night.

We ride the wave at the perfect pace

to keep it going,

going at it with a smile

that knows no scratches or

falls from grace.

We ride the wave because

all breaks must wash out,

along with the vivid colours of

our memories that fade with the sun

in the relentless and endless toll

of the everyday tide.

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