Now Poem by Paul Reed

What better thing could life bring
Than the carefree days of youth,
No-one, not even a King
Could have more power than our truth;

What could future days contain
What adult knowledge or know-how
What could ever be as good again
As what we have right now;

What grown-up pleasure could comfort
As much as this childish cloth we weave,
What far-off promise would not distort
Nor lasting joy achieve;

Leave us alone in our unclouded sky
Let our bonds be strong and not sever,
Don't ask us to stop or wonder why
Let this happiness last forever.