Paul Gerard Reed


When You Grow Older - Poem by Paul Gerard 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.

Topic(s) of this poem: youth


Comments about When You Grow Older by Paul Gerard Reed

  • (1/18/2016 3:37:00 PM)


    At 91 years of age I must agree with you.You have spelled it out mighty well. An enjoyable, truthful rendering.
    Thank you
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  • Kim Barney (1/14/2016 8:55:00 AM)


    Ah, the good old days when we were innocent! This poem is much better than any of the three poems of the day today.
    Well done.
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Poem Submitted: Thursday, January 14, 2016



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