He is one I meet often though not every day
Though to each other we seem to have little to say
Just a hello in passing whenever we meet
In the public park the shopping mall or on the street
Suppose we have little in common to share
In the Human World such an occurence not rare
With the town's aspirational he wine and he dine
And his interests in life are quite different to mine
He is in his mid twenties my best days long gone
And only the love of life makes me want to live on
As for him he yearns to be wealthy and famous and known
But as is said by many to each their own
Suppose in ways I once was like him ambitious and full of elan
But it has been awhile since I was a young man.
Sunday, June 27, 2010
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