I am getting older as each day goes by
Still I have not gotten old just yet
My memories are still fresh
And still they are just my memories
But when I wore a younger man's clothes I no cares, no money and no memories
All were spent on just having a good time
Now that I am getting older and no longer able to fit into those clothes
I have cares, just a little money and plenty of memories...
When I Wore A Younger
Man's Clothes©
EdwinBrown9®™
9/16/17
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September 2017 poems thoughts life stories
PoetryRated 136 in poetry September24, 2017 Well... It's September once again... We've come far... I thank each and every one of who have followed me to this point... Even if today is your very first day... Thank you... Sooo very much... Let's get it kic...
