Rightly Jennings Poet Rhyme

I Was Young When I Left Home

t'was a splendid night and I'm feeling hopelessly unknown 
 had a good old time, just a reeling with stories to be told
          now the paint is running out if the frame
        with my pockets emptied of loose change 
     I was young when I left home 
   I was young when I left home

when the heart is great and the world proves itself too small
     n' when a stark ambition arises if only to fall
         the battlefield was left bloody and cold
      they all had knives but I came through alone 
    I was young when I left home 
   I was young when I left home 

                    may you find yourself
            a good someone to talk to
        and say to hell with these 
            errant waves of misfortune 

   then I hear your name from the darkness as I'm walking through the snow
  and a pleasant warmth embraces me, seeps deep into my bones
         there is no pretense in your sweet smile 
       and I find the strength to go the extra mile  
     I was young when I left home 
    I was young when I left home

                      y'must find yourself 
             a good someone to talk to
     and say to hell with these
             errant waves of misfortune
                      'young when I left home 
                I was young when I left home

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Tim Smith March 26, 2015 at 2:51 PM This is an excellent pen...I love the flow and the theme is unique... A 7 rating and a fav...I will have check out more....Tim Rightly Jennings March 26, 2015 at 5:45 PM Really happy you liked this Tim. It came from a desire to communicate or explain To my very young child that I was once like her. Lol. Thanks.