Old Bewilderments Poem by Smoky Hoss

Old though you are now
and here ever shall be,
forget not your youthful days
when once your spirit flew free-
Like the bounding rabbit romping
in the fresh green glade,
your youth knew no limit
of life's wonder and joy in which it played-
Now though, those days of innocent awe
are finished and 'oer,
life has left you low and lonesome
wondering what the living was for-
Perhaps that rabbit did die
and the child grew, leaving
the man it became forever longing
for the boy he wishes he could return to-
As sure as the sun has risen
once you were young,
and as certain as the sun must set
in no time, your day shall be done-
But until
that very moment does arrive,
never, ever forget
you are yet, very much alive!