Happy Summer Love
Grab my glow sticks
dig out my old whistle
And my 1 and only white right hand silk glove
And faded black and yellow smilly face t-shirt from the back of my cupboard
And please take me back one more time
There to when i was near abouts turning 20
Willing to live on the edge
Try and do anything once no matter how dangerous stupid dumb or naive that was
And be damned the consequences armed with youthful innocence
Willing to face them in the morning or when i am older and have to face eventually growing up
But for now let me just remenis if only for a little while
Whilst i still can
As who knows for sure exactly if tommorow will ever come
Or
Even if it will at all
But whatsoever does i want to know
At least i didn't leave anything to chance
I did everything yesterday when it came a calling at my door
Dipped my toes in every ocean i came across took my time out to feel the sand between my toes
Played with fire inspite of the fact and prior knowledge i could get burnt
And ended up doing so more than once or twice
One of lifes many lessons to be learnt and personal cost and heavy price to pay
And do i regret them now
Well yes i obviously do
Otherwise I would be lying
But not half as much as getting old does
In the end truth be told
If all you have is fond memories
To cling and hold onto getting old
Rather than a family or loved ones
of your own
To get you through
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