OH YOU SILLY YOUTH

Oh you silly youth, you ran so fast and you had your hands full that you tumble and fall and got yourself all bruised.
On you silly youth, you made me laugh till I can’t get enough and you brought so much joy that I now hardly mind.
Oh you silly youth, you wrestled with love and you meddled with rage and you got yourself so messed up that I once thought you were craze.
Oh you silly youth, how very talented you are. One day a poet, the other a cook. You wrote scripts and played on all notes and I didn’t notice how splendid you are.
Oh you silly youth, you skipped as you sang a new song each day. The song that would match the shades of nails and heightens with the heels of your shoes.
Oh you silly youth, I wonder what I could do, now that you came so fast and then you were gone. You left behind your spirit without the body and it hardly could be ever like before.
So, it’s true that in youth we learn and in age we understood, as now understanding came. For now, I am stuck with age that doesn’t give me space – Darn you wretched forsaking youth!