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| Memories of Youth by AlGrega |
When we were wild
we owned the world
we laughed too loud
we knew it all
hung with our crowd
When we were wild
we smoked some pot
we drank too much
and all we saw
was ours to touch
When we were wild
we broke the rules
we could not bend
we vowed our love
betrayed our friends
When we were wild
we grew apart
then we grew mild
so long ago
when we were wild.
11 comments:
Ah, youth and innocence, then comes life... We scrap to try to find some semblance of joy if not contentment. Reality sets after taking this similar path (in America)then we we realize responsibity and human accountability. Some of us go on to care and share, some stay on the path of individual selfishness. Religion is just a segway to individual choices and they manifest themselves, truly, on designated days called 'Holidays'.
Love your sneak peek into our paths.
There's a lot of truth in this poem...every line, in fact. Really loved it.
Our thoughts were ours, we saw potential, we knew no bounds, when we were wild...so glad I have teenagers in the house that have brought the wild back into me. For good and the bad. It's all apart of life. :)
this is a nice lament...yes we were wild once and became mild...and that is truly a sad thing...though there are a few of my wild ways i am better off without...smiles.
We had alot more fun when we were wild, didn't we?
Oh, isn't that the truth. I would not bend, in my wild days, and still have regrets over what I threw away...
Pearl
I liked this very much.
I don't know, girl...I think I'm wilder now!
I wish I had been more wild than mild...
Wonderful words :)
How are you today?
Happy end of November!
Appreciated your support to our poetry picnic,
Hope to see you share today,
A random poem or old poem will do the wonders too.
Your talent rocks.
Hope to see you in.
xoxox
I haven't heard it called pot in like....forever ;-)
I don't know how I missed this one but I did. I agree with jotter girl, some truth to each and every line.
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