On A Lost Youth Poem by Matthew Holloway

On a lost youth
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I remember my youth
by that I mean by late teens
through into the twenties
a time when I felt stronger
felt I could take over the world
and everyday was a celebration
now I don't feel as strong
and I work alongside the world
taking the odd day off to rest
but I remember my time
and I look around today
at the new youths
strutting like I used to
I wonder did I act like that?
Did I dress so wild
were I so cocksure
I don't remember so
maybe that how age gets you
you only remember the highlight reel
I remember my youth
through rose tinted glasses
what a time I had