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Youth

1 Leave a comment on verse 1 0 I am ageing
Thus begins the slow decline, the hint of the light darkening,
Gradually, sometimes gently,
I deny it sometimes
When I listen to Beatles Bowie and Bolan
And the heady scent of rebellion shimmers back unshackled
In the guise of my teenage spirit
Lydon snarls with his snarky verbs
And then I laugh, almost convincingly, and dodge the mirror
With its cruel truths and unflinching real news
I am ageing, aye, and thank God for it,
For I saw Dalglish Hansen Souness as princes of the park
As kings in their pomp
And when I’ve forgotten my own story,
As my body forgets it once had a skinny waist
This Liverpool and my father’s smile,
Like the notes of a song, will stoically remain.

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Notes

Inspired by the beautiful poem by Simon Williams, “Remembering Georgie Best”.

Source: http://footballpoets.org/poems/youth/