To play, and discover what is there, <br />and let the senses touch and taste and stare. <br />To stretch the limits of this forming form, <br />And fall or miss, and not give that much care. <br />To tread in innocence where others would not dare <br />And being reprimanded, keep on going there! <br />To feel and let those feelings freely reign, <br />And not believe that they must with time remain. <br />To be with your love in joy, and in pain. <br />I know I am, and freedom is my aim. <br /> <br />And now….... <br />I am…… <br />Much older. <br />There’s something…… <br />Rather strange…… <br />With all these years in passing….. <br />There’s really nothing changed!<br /><br />David Taylor<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/youthful-thoughts/
