MY YOUNGER DAYS
there's a shadow in the valleyas the tree tops
glisten in the evening sun.
there's a cool breeze
in the air.
it's moments like these
that makes life bearable
and untorn.
there's life all around me
crawling on the ground.
bird's sing their songs
squirl's gather their nuts
as my ears
take in all the sounds.
i hear cows
in the distance
across the river a ways
i hear the neigh of horses
behind me.
for a moment
i'm lost
smiling in my younger days.
they say a wise man
never wishes to be young.
i say that wise man
never was young.
i would give
the rest of my life
to spend one year
with Steve and Scoby
when three were one. steve
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