Our Younger Years

Poem about Younger Years, Rhyming Poetry

Younger years, what they brought
Laughs and tears, lessons taught
Late night parties, up till dawn
After three, all senses gone

Friends we made, without trying
Girls we hustled, always vying
Drinking beer, bladders bursting
Never too much, always thirsting

In the moment, we did live
No better thing, life could give
Filled with spirit, we met each day
So much meaning, words can’t say

Thinking back, restores our hope
Helps us now, better cope
Can’t go back, that’s for sure
But memories help, make us more

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