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