Eighteen

We’ve just walked through 

The swinging doors

Of the Adulthood Saloon

But haven’t yet taken 

Our seats at the bar.

Wide eyed and fresh

Overflowing with life

Primed for exploration.

What’s next?

 





Poetry by Nancy Sikora
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Written on 2016-02-25 at 12:50

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Lovely write:)
Made me return to eighteen
Thot then I'd met the love of my life!
I hadn't of course he came along much later in very strange but wonderful circumstances:)
Nice to reminisce but I wouldn't be that age again for anything!
I believe yor piece tho and I feel it:)
Tfs:)
2016-02-27


Rob Graber
Th exuberance of youth: this makes me think of "Grease"--a favorite musical of mine.
2016-02-25


one trick pony The PoetBay support member heart!
What's next? Everything.

The simplicity of this belies the immensity of it.
2016-02-25