In younger times, A boy was I <br />I loved the earth and loved the sky <br />an innocent of times gone by <br />an infant to the world <br /> <br />I grew up strong and grew up fast <br />and soon a youth with little past <br />but felt that all was in my grasp <br />the world could do no wrong <br /> <br />Developing my social skill <br />became a favourite of the girls <br />I plunged in deeply to the thrills <br />the world was mine alone <br /> <br />I sought stability at last <br />and settled down from hectic past <br />with marriage vows and bankers draft <br />a new world would be born <br /> <br />The time was spent before I knew <br />the marriage gone the children grew <br />aquaintances now just a few <br />the world had surely changed <br /> <br />In older times, A man am I <br />I love the earth and love the sky <br />an innocent from times gone by <br />to face the world alone.<br /><br />Charles M. Moore<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/age-of-truth/
