Naive Days Lost

Oh, Youth—naïve days lost, Just learning life In baseball cleats, With soccer balls, Days school bells rang And girls, girls, girls: Light lilting laughs, Smooth budding curves In sweaters tight, Lean stockinged legs, And perfumed air Enshrouding each … Oh, Youth—long, restless nights When life knocked hard— Those turned-down dates, My anxious heart, A stolen glimpse, Small hand in mine And, then, that night Soft lips I kissed, A boob I touched: First teasing love, My spirits soared; Oh, Youth—where have you gone?