Oh to be 17 again, to be able to stop and smell the flowers...Of these
remembered times, that have gone by, which are sad and lonely hours.
T'would be an energized adventure, to relive all best of times...
This life of mine has words of wisdom, totally without sinful crimes.My
cup-filled-heart is filled with good as bad memories...Per chance,
my love one day, we'll meet one happy way!
Michael Gale
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/oh-to-be-17-again/
