The days of youth and inicence,
have long since passed me by;
I now seem tainted by my age,
my laughter has been replaced by sighs.
Bitterness fills my once light heart,
my eyes are to blind to see;
The beauty of laughter that once filled the air,
as pleasent as a gentle cool breeze.
Why as humans do we feel the need,
to change as quick as we age?
Why can't we stay like a child at heart,
and forget about bitterness and rage?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Great write Dwayne! I think a lot of people go through that bitterness stage temporarily I don't think it stays permanently. Maybe in some. *10*! ! Thanks for the sharing! Best always! Friend Thad