Youth To Dream
If I had the luxury
Of youth to dream
I’d dream of a life
That would suit me so
I’d dream of a love
That would last the night
I’d dream of a world
That would be just right
But now in my latter years
I wonder down alleys
Of memories
Where I’d like to leave
These memories so
Lift a trash can lid
And drop them in
Walk away and be done
Just so
So I dream now
Of what has passed
And not of
What’s to come
But this will pass
And I’ll drop
These dreams of past
In that trash can
Down memory lane
And once again
Dream of a life
That lasts
Of love that lasts
Of a world that
Will suit us
Just so
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