When I was young and foolish
I didn't understand
That I once held love
In the palm of my hand
She was right there with me
Always by my side
But when she showed affection
My foolishness made me hide
I didn't want others to know
Just how much I really cared
I guess I was self conscious
If I knew that people stared
I was never into holding hands
Or kissing, so others could see
That may have been wrong
But then, that was always me
But when I look back at what I had
Compared to what I have today
It's true, when we're young we're foolish
Because of what we sometimes let slip away
2-21-19/RjH
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The foolishness in young age in every ones life acts as a spice and makes it worth living and enables us to enjoy them at a later stage. Thanks for sharing.10 points.