Ah, to be young and anxious and full of want.

To be hot blooded and un-stopped,

Heedless of knowledge for the simple need of epiphany.

Blazing forth white-hot upon the worn path making anew the familiar and forgotten.

Shine, shine, O' child of mine!

Bring your light to those who look unseeing in the dark past.

The future will shine, for you are the light we send.

-Bill E

I originally wrote this one Feb 20 2016