Youth

Youth
When we were young, nothing worried us at all.
From spring through summer through winter and fall 
We built forts from boxes some four feet high 
We climbed trees like monkeys some went to the sky 
We ate everything like mud cookies and chocolate swirls 
Made fun of freckles on cute little girls 
I was mean as a snake and happy you see 
I didn't worry; big kids didn't bother me 
I rode my bike for miles with my balloon muffler 
Fell and chipped a tooth, but it made me tougher 
One meal a day was plenty for me 
A policeman, a fireman was what I would be 
My brothers were taller my dad was too 
They were giants, and I thought that was cool 
As I grew older, more things began to shrink 
As I grew older, I started to think 
How nice being young and so carefree 
Being that young then meant nothing to me 
But now that I'm much older, I look back and see 
I'm still young at heart a good ride for me

Copyright © William Pickard

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