December 25, 1998

They All Know

Hardly containing the joy and the
giddiness caused by youthful aphrodesiac
foolishness, they have become the
family gossip. Hearing tales told out
of school, I form an opinion, mocking
and disconsolate. Oh, the folly of
youth. Time and again, I think
they should know better. How many
times must I say told you? Until
I hear the latest idle talk, and
I become the fool as they remind
me of all the warnings I failed
to heed.