Story Of Youth

When we were young

When I walk around today,
I wonder happened back then.

When this chattering lips won't stop,
Today it won't open up.

It's the story of youth,
Where we were tangled in words.

What we speak often showed us all,
There the heart was free.

Thoughts wouldn't tangle,
And life was no sweat.

The air was clean and the feet never stopped,
Happiness was key and fight was real!

Tricks were pulled and the stunts were shown,
Real heroic it was.

Talking about love?
What a shy guy.

Closure wasn't close,
Still the cheeks were red.

Oh man the real butterfly it was,
Where backbenches were the best.

Where the bunk were the washroom,
And off were the fever and aches.

Where the excuse was "forgot",
And the punishments is what we got.

Where we could stroll around all day, carefree,
Where joy life was at its midst.

Only the night could have stopped us,
Cause even the rain and thunder were our friends.

Oh! When I walk around today,
I wish I could bring back those days.

Author's Note

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Reviews

[Jess]

I can not express how much I enjoyed this! The idea of not knowing your in the "good old days" until they are gone and how you long to get them back. "Only the night could have stopped us,
Cause even the rain and thunder were our friends." STUNNING line! Very well done in conveying this idea.

[sabinn]

Thank you so much 🥰