The Bitterness Of Time Gone By

I often sit at quite a loss
For words and witty ponderings
And doodle sad nostalgic thoughts
Of all my boyish wanderings

But in the end it always leaves
The bitterness of time gone by
For all the things a boy believes
Will gather dust and bring a sigh

When age has stripped him of his might
And time has worn away
The peace he felt throughout the night
And joy throughout the day