To Be Young Again

Thoughts race backwards…
when I was a boy

There were challenges
but mostly adventures
not necessarily problems
Growing up issues you outgrew

Life was simpler, certainly than now
Less money, more freedom
Fewer commitments, more open road
Not quite Jack Kerouac freedom, but
lots of room for imagination, and fun

Ideas came easier then
Wild ones, like
being the best baseball player ever, or
a famous world adventurer
Back then, it was ok
imagining beyond your reach
Now, I’m not quite sure

No retreating from the present
Things are great, just different
More people and things to consider
even around small decisions
That’s what adults do, I guess

It’s ok to play hooky…
at least once in a while
Let that inner child dream, play
imagine something beyond his reach
Hey, maybe I’ll be a millionaire

8 thoughts on “To Be Young Again

  1. Floots: Well see there, bettin’ works (at least once in a scarce while). I wish you continued luck on all fronts. No Elvis here. 🙂

  2. Thanks, Donnie.

    Sometimes that old feelin’ comes around, and I know what Jesus meant….

    the wiffleball whistles,

    and we be like little children

    all over again.

    Or maybe anew.

  3. i play it most of the time nowadays 🙂
    couldn’t agree more
    and
    (re this last line and our recent millionaire “conversation”)
    i just won £70 on the lottery
    all spent now on food and rubber boots
    but you must be a good luck charm
    (anyone who puts on an elvis voice after reading that will be severely punished) 🙂
    cheers

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