When You Grow Older Poem by Paul Reed

When you grow older
The world will not be the same
The rules become more rigid
Of what seemed an easy game;

The details start to blur
Of the places you have been
The laughter not so free
The sunny days unseen;

Lost the little hiding places
Lost the secret den
Lost the precious innocence
When the ‘now' becomes the ‘then';

Instead we feign our happiness
And devious plots contrive
We compete man against man
In order to survive;

We stumble around in the dark
Ever searching for the truth
When the answer is right in front of us
In those happy days of youth.