|Seventeen is bursting with ambition.
Ecstasy comes often when one dreams.
Vested in a vague, momentous mission,
Each moment is more vital than it seems.
Now is what the future must depend on,
Though time itself seems like an endless plain,
Even though the note that one might end on
Endlessly beguiles the budding brain.
Nor will hope be so bountiful again.
Copyright by Nicholas Gordon