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
Poetic Alchemist 