Oh how sad it makes me feel <br />As I hear the footsteps of my youth <br />Grow fainter and fainter with every passing day <br />Leaving me nothing but memories, <br />Of my boundless energy and my lust for life <br />Seeking knowledge and truths <br />Looking forward to the days and years ahead <br />Letting my imagination take me to places <br />I may never see except through my minds eye <br />Where melting snows became a raging river, <br />Or blowing snow and howling wind, <br />Became a far off desert <br />But as reality took over fantasy <br />What we once could see is no longer visible <br />And just like a sculptor father time etching our faces <br />Taking away our youth with each strike of his chisel <br />With the hammer of time <br />Removing what was and leaving us with what is to be <br />Oh how we cling to those days of our youth <br />For those were the days when the world was ours<br /><br />david kush<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/evolution-my-life-s-journey/
