The old me.

Where did the
old me go?
I miss his smile,
his laughter.
I miss his youth,
the feeling
of being free.
Come back
before old age
surrounds me!

Reviews

[Ted Kniffen]

I am already looking back, wishing I could slap some sense into that younger me.

Good one Andrew

[andrew mitchell]

Me too Ted! Thank you young man!

[jacob erin-cilberto]

I am already surrounded!.....

[andrew mitchell]

There's not much we can do about it but soldier on! Thank you J.

[Chris Shaw]

Ha, you know this poem is probably one that is going to be relatable to many Andrew. I think we all have days like that as we get older. Looking in the mirror doesn't help :)

Chris

[andrew mitchell]

I don't think I ever wanted to grow up and that's before I heard of Peter Pan, it was just so nice to play and not work most of one's life! lol Thank you Chris