POEM 258: WILL A BOY EVER LIVE HIS FANTASIES?

a boy is like a piece of rag;
dirty and yearning to be washed.

he's like a mold of clay;
formless and yearning to take shape.

he's like a fertile land;
uncultivated and yearning to be tiled.

he's like floating cloud;
heavy and yearning to downpour.

he's a dream:
sleeping and yearning to come through.

will a boy ever live his fantasies?

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