Once, When I Was Young Poem by Juan Olivarez

Once, When I Was Young



Once when I was young, I would be old,
And leave my idle youth behind.
Not caring that in youth, was a wealth in gold,
Oh sweet ignorant, adolescent mind.

And now in the winter of my life,
And my joints swollen with pain,
I'd give it all up, all the strife,
If God made me eighteen again.

1/28/12

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Cynthia Buhain-baello 02 February 2012

Agree with you on this one! Age makes one value the years past. Great poem!

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