As I gaze back upon my life
as I recall when I was young
remember things I said and done
when I was less afraid
with all the times that I lived through
and all the people I once knew
I realise the way I grew
the way I am today
The days were hard the winters cold
with ragged clothes and shoes well worn
your mouth was hungry for some food
that sometimes never came
I struggled through the leaner years
though never once did shed a tear
was happy in my innocence
and loved my childhood dreams
I never thought that I was poor
the poverty of youth is pure
it's growing up that makes unsure
the way lifes meant to be
the many friends I left behind
I keep their memorys alive
and guard them deeply in my mind
it's just my history.
Charles M. Moore
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/when-i-was-young/
