Our Youth

Our Youth

 

Days rush by like a stream in the night.

How did we ever survive the lost days of our lives?

 

Springtime’s full of innocence.

The summers played without a care.

 

I look back and remember the days.

Lost loves and the games that we played.

 

How odd it is that love is lost on the young.

Yet in the of our eve we sometimes forget what it was like too young and full of youth.

Reviews

[shallimarRose]

Enjoyed this Ron. I dont believe love is lost on the young.. well maybe in the sense that they dont appreciate it the way they should. As we age everything is more precious. Love can become stronger, burn hotter and survive more perhaps. Just a thought. xo

[ron]

This is very true, I think that is what I was trying to say, but you have said it better than I could have. :)

[Dr. Wood ?]

It CAN be a dangerous game to look back with regret...What is gone is gone...You tell a sad yet uplifting tale here...But nothing ever changes really...I now see the world through the eyes of my grandchildren and it is with a mixture of both envy and fear

[ron]

Yes it can be a mixture of both envy and fear. But I belive that to look forward we must be willing to look back. Thank you for reading.