A Young Boy

A Young Boy, yes, I was One Time,
Afraid of None and in My Prime.
Muscles Bulged around My Chest,
Endurance there – Whatever Test.

The Clock has Wound a Lot since Then,
Not different from So many Men.
Remember when I could – Now Can’t,
No need To Cry – No Need to Rant.

Age has Taught Me to be Smart,
A Young Boy still is in My Heart.