Young Once Again - Poem by Randy McClave
When I was a boy, I thought I could fly
Up with the birds above the trees in the sky
Then when I became a man, I found out it was a lie
If I jumped out a window, I assuredly would die.
When I was a boy, I thought not of death
I lived and spoke of life with my every breath
But then I became a man, all those beliefs just left
Now to lose my life, I am so afraid of that one theft.
When I was a boy, I drank milk and I did grin
I had no worries or troubles I was happy deep within
Now I am a man, I now drink whiskey and gin
I now have worries and bills, I wish I was a boy once again.
Randy L. McClave
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