Too Soon, I Say Poem by Gordon D Wilkinson

Those were the days
Spotty youthful pallor
Naivety so blissful
Experiences dawning fast and hard
Shaping and tarnishing youths bloom
That first bumbling kiss
Groping a girl with clumsy hands
Unsure of the path walked
Risking all in the pursuit of knowledge
When fatherhood raised its head too early
Lives changed for one stumbling act
Love?
What did that have to do with it?
Too young with no experience
Aged prematurely with no hope
A shotgun wedding
Doomed before it started
Too soon, still with the spotty face
Too late, no turning back the clock
Wasted the opportunities for both
Trapped together
No more the certainty
More the heavy clouds
Blotting out freedom
Tied with a hasty knot
Saddled with the burden of regret
Ah for the days of innocence
The conker mogul and the skipping queen
Those were the days of youth