Naive and impulsive,
the juvenile
bewitchment reserved for youth-
passion during our salad days.
Abandoned chastity,
yearning,
stroke me easy
like a delicate bloom.
Lamentation, heartbreak-
puerile grief.
An anguish
that seems not to end.
If only we knew,
experience is fundamental.
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Published by Donnella Creppel
Donnella was born in and lives in the New Orleans area. She writes fiction, nonfiction, and poetry. She's a cancer mom and has been involved with St. Baldrick's Foundation, who raise money for childhood cancer research, since 2013. She's shaved her head to raise donations for St. Baldrick's 5 times. She has earned the rank of Squire. She appreciates everyone and anyone who is willing to read her writings.
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