forever young
a poem
i wish, i wish, i wish that my youth would never leave me that this life would be a dream again that love would always greet me that one day I could lie awake in pastures colored green and watch the clouds make simple shapes so high above the trees i wish, i wish, i wish that my youth would never leave me that the language of my heart would one day soon resume its speaking that loneliness and sadness would all but fully fade to gray and the sweetness of existence would return for all my days i wish, i wish, i wish that my youth would never leave me that even as the time goes by my light will go on beaming and when the story’s over, everything’s been said and done i’ll have always kept the feeling that I had when I was young
This is beautiful, Anson. Please don't ever stop writing poetry ✨
The soul that Anson's poems carry are like beige colored sweaters too loose for you, warm vapors from coffee on winters- those cold nights yet sunny mornings- love and revolution and the liveliness they bring to the world, like artists who walked the earth once gathered in a book-cafe laughing aloud, like a sort of hopeless longing to wish upon every star there is.