Life seems so long when your young
Youth has a way of smiling on everything
All things hold your attention if even for a moment
Minutes pass by like hours and you cant wait until a new opportunity
Opportunities present themselves less each moment
Moments depress your zest for everything
All things take from your joyful youth
Young memories of a long life
But I, I am the lucky one.
The one to whom youth never depared.
I still smile on everything
All things sill hold my attenion or a moment
Minutes still last for hours and I can wait for new opportunities
Opportunities, presentedless, but appreciated more each moment
Moments expess my zest for everything
All things add to my joyful youth
Young memories remain after a long life.