In the stillness of the night <br />I lie and think of days gone by, <br />Of carefree youth and games we played <br />Mountains climbed and seas we sailed, <br />In cowboy games we rode the range, <br />Distressed damsels we did save <br />Raging rapids we survived, <br />Conquered blazing forest fires <br />Paper chase and rounders played <br />Football goals always saved. <br /> <br />The days of youth quickly pass <br />Cruel world we face at last <br />Working days, come and go <br />Tempus fugit...theres the blow. <br />As the years they unfold <br />Watching friends growing old <br />Many more they have died <br />We pray theyre at Gods side <br /> <br />Now in my death bed I do lie <br />I pray my angel is nearby <br />To whisper gently in my ear <br />To help me througt my final fear.....<br /><br />Joseph Enright<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/youth-20/
