Treasure Island

Shalom Freedman

(Troy New York)

You Will Never Be Again What You Were


YOU WILL NEVER BE AGAIN WHAT YOU WERE

You will never be again
What you were-
It's lost
It will never come back,
The Youth the Hope
And you will never have a chance again to be
All that you so much wanted to be
And were not in your youth-
Others had Youth as you did not
They had love and adventure and a kind of freedom and laughter
You will never know-
You will never be again what you were
And you will never be
What you never were
And so much wanted to be-
You will be only less than what you are now-
So love what you are and what you can be still-
What is lost and what was not
Will never be for you-
Old man- Sing this song in happiness
It is your only truth-

Submitted: Monday, February 18, 2013

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