When you were young,
The grass was green, and
The sky was any color
You willed it to be
When you were young,
Smiles were everywhere, and
Innocence was a fact not a virtue, and
The dog was your best friend
When you were young,
The schoolhouse was your second home,
The turned backs of many, and
The faces of few were friends
When you were young,
Growing up came to fast
As typhoons ripped through you
Leaving scattered pieces
When you were young,
You were no longer innocent
The cold slap of truth came to fast
Your head left spinning
When you were young,
You wished to to be young again
You wished the sky to be any color but blue
But that ability was no longer yours