Like a toddler running there, <br />running, running everywhere, <br />it's hard for them to walk or pace <br />for a toddler's life is one big race. <br /> <br />Do you think that you can run and run <br />now that you are eighty-one? <br />It's impossible for you to do <br />but your youth is never through. <br /> <br />For in our hearts there's a memory that lasts <br />of when we ran just as fast. <br />So as we think back to those days <br />our youth comes back in many ways. <br /> <br />We see a child run and smile <br />and visualize and feel the mile <br />that never seemed to far to go <br />and even though our pace is slow <br /> <br />in our hearts we're forever young.<br /><br />Edwina Reizer<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/forever-young-3/
