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Do Over

You know 
The older I get 
The more I forget 
I watch the youth pass me by 
And snicker at their lack of wisdom and sigh 
If I could do it all again 
Would I still be dumb as I was then?
It’s a shame 
That now I know so much 
And truly tragic 
That I'm so outta touch 
A cruel irony of fate 
Life is a sick master I rate 
It seems so different 
Now that I'm old 
I wish I could tell them the future 
If I may be so bold 
There so full throttle 
Without a care in the world 
As I once was 
Into to the pit I was hurled 
I cant make them understand 
What lies ahead for them 
But to be honest 
Discovery is quite the gem 
Through dangers unknown 
The experience’s will be shown 
Through the scars they receive 
I can only hope 
They have knowledge better than I 
And navigate smartly 
With a well tuned eye
To see path 
They need to see 
And never lose 
How to be free 

Eric (and sometimes not)

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David Drowley Date: 6/2/2022 4:15:00 PM Thank you for the insight. "Youth is wasted on youth," my professor said. It took years to sink into my head! Login to Reply Eric Nolan Date: 6/2/2022 4:29:00 PM David, Your professor knew what was up, but sadly youth are immune to logic or wisdom that's what's makes them youth. Ah I miss those days, Thank you for taking the time to comment.

Carolyn June-Jackson Date: 6/2/2022 3:33:00 PM I, too, was young and now I'm older! No one could tell me anything, and most of the time, I learned the hard way. Like every generation before us, they had to jump into the abyss without a flashlight. No need to try to warn them. They won't listen anyway. At 21, we all thought we knew so much and had so little! Login to Reply Eric Nolan Date: 6/2/2022 4:11:00 PM Carolyn, Your words ring so true, ahh if I could do it all again with the knowledge I now posses. It would be a much different me, but then again it probably wouldn't have been as much fun.