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We Were Children Yesterday by Norman Cristofoli

Innocence and curiosity like the early birds of spring Flowers not yet blossomed yet sprouting into bloom Our goals and aspirations duly fulfilled or fallen by the next season of our lives

We were children yesterday seeking adventure two blocks from home safe in the knowledge there was a home

Good and evil were black and white long before the shades of gray crept into our maturity We were children yesterday raw with emotion and breathing la joie de vie

Norman Cristofoli has published several chapbooks of poetry/prose plus two audio compilations of his spoken word performances. He was the publisher of the “Labour of Love” literary magazine for 25 years and he was the co-founder and manager of the “Coffeehouse” artist networking site. His play “The Pub” is being published later this summer.

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