Of Your Young Years Long Ago

Have you ever felt so lonely that your eyes were moist with tears
As your memories took you back in time to for you happier years
To when you were younger, fitter and stronger but the good days did not last
It can stir up the emotions the good memories of the past

When you played football with your teenage friends in the park of the far town
And you daydreamed of greatness and Worldwide sporting renown
Only to realize years later daydreams seldom do come true
A future of sporting honor in life was not to be your due

You remember the teenage beauty of your younger years in the town
With eyes as blue as ripened sloes and wavy locks of brown
You remember how you loved her in your young and boyish way
And though you never got to know her memories of her with you stay

Your aging ex wife she is married to a man of sixty three
And your children and grandchildren once a year you only see
You often think back on the good times of the what used to be
But often in life your happiest moment can become your saddest memory

Sometimes you go to the local pub for to have a social drink
And since you left the workplace you have far more time to think
You are on retirement pension and will be sixty six next May
And time that leaves everyone older on you ticks and ticks away

All you have are the good memories of good times that did not last
But the now is all we can live in since the past is of the past
And though the years are telling on you and time has become your foe
You often remember the brown haired blue eyed beauty of your young years long ago.