Where Did It Go?
By Don Ray Williams
My youth is spent and I don’t know,
Which way it went, or where it did go.
When did it leave, it baffles me,
I wasn’t paying attention you see.
But sure enough, while I did doze,
My youth did leave, yes it did go.
Where once I’d run, I now just walk,
And of things I did, I now just talk.
Don’t grieve for me; please don’t feel sad,
My life has been good, and I’m very glad,
For the people I’ve known, and the times that I’ve had.
If I had the power to change the way.
I lived each and every day,
I’d change none, no not a minute,
I’d keep it just the way I’ve spent it.
© Don Ray Williams 12 26, 2002