When We Were Young

When we were young
We didn’t know what we could become
What we could have been
When  we were just sixteen.

The road ran  on forever
Summer lasted long and dreamy
Never a thought of being old
When we were young and bold.

We met together talked and sang
Planted a twig that became a tree
No restraints we ran free
Like a picture coloured in and drawn.
When we were young 

What could we have become
A singer,poet and artist we
Bosco, Souixie Sue and me.
Gathered at the Walnut Grove
Along wi Tam, Nautical Bill and Blondie Bee

Having fun singing our song
Never knowing what was to come.
Our paths were split
Each to their own way went
Thinking back to when we were young
A tune forgotten already sung.

©andrew provan mcintyre  12/5/16.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2019

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Theraven Avatar
June 3, 2020 at 10:17 PM
Andrew, Nicely written lament of time. I can still hear the tune's refrain played in this poem. The colors have not run dry, from all the days when we were young. -Richard
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May 30, 2019 at 6:20 PM
I love the song that has been sung!
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