Young and Old

I was not much a man

In my days of young

Failing to see 

This life which must be won

Given it is not

Easy is it never

The word that starts with s

Struggle it is tethered 

To fight through all the weeds

Swim the largest seas

Climb the highest peaks

The awakening of the breeze 

Gently blowing through my veins

Breaking through the pain

Opening my eyes

The clearing of the sky's 

In my younger days 

There was much that I had taken

I felt i never owed 

I payed them back with stories

Now in my days of old