You Remember. . .

I love my life now, I really do. But sometimes I can't
help but wish for childhood again, back when things
were simple and honest; when third grade math
problems were my biggest concern. I could sled down
Levagood hill every time the snow fell and run around
Great Grandma Babel's back yard, jumping like Catwoman
and screaming like a banshee. Back then, a candy bar was
the best thing in the whole world and
Mom could always fix my biggest mistakes.
I think these guys said it best.

It Never Comes Again

There are gains for all our losses,
There are balms for all our pain;
But when youth, the dream, departs,
It takes something from our hearts,
And it never comes again.

We are stronger, and are better,
Under manhood's firmer reign;
Still we feel that something sweet
Followed youth, with flying feet,
And will never come again.

Something beautiful is vanished,
And we sigh for it in vain:
We behold it everywhere,
On the earth and in the air
But it never comes again.

     - Richard Henry Stoddard


Nothing Gold Can Stay

Nature's first green is gold,
Her hardest hue to hold.
Her early leaf's a flower;
But only so an hour.
Then leaf subsides to leaf.
So Eden sank to grief,
So dawn goes down to day.
Nothing gold can stay.

- Robert Frost