The Bitterness Of Time Gone By

I often sit at quite a lossFor words and witty ponderingsAnd doodle sad nostalgic thoughtsOf all my boyish wanderings

But in the end it always leavesThe bitterness of time gone byFor all the things a boy believesWill gather dust and bring a sigh

When age has stripped him of his mightAnd time has worn awayThe peace he felt throughout the nightAnd joy throughout the day