Jake
25th September 2001, 18:13
Life starts at twelve...
or may be twenty four?
Perhaps at seven,
or not at all?
In dreams we live,
our teenage years.
And life perceive,
through many tears.
Eighteen we turn,
with hopes galore.
We freedoms yearn,
and girls explore.
Our twenties pass
with lightning speed.
Then thirties come
and make us plead.
Have mercy G-D
and judge me not.
Grant thirty six
a life - my lot!
or may be twenty four?
Perhaps at seven,
or not at all?
In dreams we live,
our teenage years.
And life perceive,
through many tears.
Eighteen we turn,
with hopes galore.
We freedoms yearn,
and girls explore.
Our twenties pass
with lightning speed.
Then thirties come
and make us plead.
Have mercy G-D
and judge me not.
Grant thirty six
a life - my lot!