Youth

In your youth you are a breathtaking masterpiece

Not painted by numbers inside pre-drawn lines

Nor an abstract melange of careless splatters

But a meticulous rendering of perfection in oils

The light striking golden in all the right places

Illuminating your face like the great romantics

Surrounded by tamed nature you stand proud

Your bright distant eyes fixed on something distant

In your youth you are a stunning depiction

And just like a painting on a stark gallery wall

Hung above my eye level and quite out of reach