When I was young
I was keen
to note how dusty we were
to note our chuckling neighbours
to identify levels and margins
While still young
Little mattered more
love and brotherhood, hello my siblings
there were plenty to smile for
and still make a flower on the rocks
We grew, and there, a youth I was
adventures and mysteries I say,
hotter blood, deception and mischiefs
life was a little teasing and cunning
Well, here's your adult
life of escalating hurdles
happy kiddy mornings and strangely weird evenings
life of moving on and fighting
and finally, whole these years
we all gain so little.
©man_king
M