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