I am thinking of the past and there was a time
when I was young and handsome, in my prime.
Oh what a dream.
No need for sleep, the world was open for me
for I was loved, I was in love, I lived life carefree.
We were quite the team.
These were my years of good health and hope
obtaining education and money was the trope.
Or so it does seem.
Those glory days of good looks and of smiles
will last me a lifetime within my memory files.
This in now the theme.
But I keep creating my prime in my every day
live my life to the fullest, each and every way
But nothing to extreme.
A.G. Munson
