That’s When We Were The Youth
Over a sunset that set to soon
The green grows like the hills
For which we climbed then,
That’s when it was our youth
Those days we wondered in timeless masses out to play
To play was the name of it
That thing we did to pass the day
It was slow much slower then,
That’s when we were the youth
Feathers in our hair and speaking in our native tongue
To take to dreaming riding west
The horses flew across the yard
Always chasing the smallest one
That’s when milk made giant youth
Our mothers told us to grow strong so by and by we did
To this we write now as past
Though on we grow like children
For we still climb, play, chase the day
That’s when we find time for it
The time we never had as youth has found us, bound us, caught us somehow.
-Caleb Ross Hunter
A little reflection of growing old and moving past our childhood in poem form. Sometimes I think as youth we had a much better grasp on how fun life really is but as we grow older that fun gets sucked out of us by the ever faster moving time. The picture is of a piece of art that I painted and painted over again and this is actually of the middle stage of the piece. The original piece was a sunset, then I over laid that with two different greens and finally placed a feather on top of that. The final result of the piece is a curved canvas that allows for the feather to stand out off the canvas while being held on by a smearing of blue paint. As a child my imagination would run like crazy and there was always a story everyday to fill the time. Now my mind and imagination still run but i have to find the time for it. Find the time to stop and imagine, create, and remember. That’s when we were the youth.
P.s. The milk reference is true, my mother would say drink milk it will make you strong however, I was allergic to dairy as a kid and when i out grew that I became lactose intolerant because i couldn’t drink it as a kid, somehow even without that much milk I still grew, I wouldn’t say strong but I grew.
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