My Treasure Trove

I pleasure dove into my treasure trove Of keepsakes and mementos I snoop around here about every ten years And am always amazed at how quickly the time goes There are pictures and things, an old mood ring, Ticket stubs and newspaper clippings; Blue tipped matches, old ID badges, Birth announcements and all the memories that they bring When I dove in this time I found an old rhyme That I had written but was half complete I promptly opened it and now here I sit Thinking to finish it might be real neat It reads: I am a young man but I have a real plan About the way I wish to live my life I hope that my stories contain lots of glories And I can make a career out of doing things that I like I know that I am young; my journey just begun And it is too soon to create a Bucket List But I hope to one day, when I am older and grey Come back and check off the things that I’ve missed So I reviewed that old list and all the things it consists As a teardrop formed in my eye For I just had to laugh, I hadn’t even done half And I’ve only a few years left yet to try So I folded up that poem and stuck it back in its home Without having completed the verse I will come back to it here in a couple more years But there are some things that I have to do first NOTE: I wrote this for a contest but when I went back and re-read the rules I discovered it has far too many lines ... but I like the poem so I am posting it here, I just won't enter it into the contest. Thanks for the inspiration though.