adult and youth

fragments of memory rise and disappear
colour of places dominates and the signs
of coming headache we've felt the lines
appear and vanish in the sodden air
so much weight falls on my fourteenth year
the memory of people and locations where
the changes that affect young life inclines
me to recall the many teenage whines
that remind me of just how unaware
i was back then but now with adult gaze
i smile and i remember and then i take
the memories and render them in verse
so now i have a way to understand those days
abstracted in the poems that i make
and grateful now that they were not far worse