Peace, silence, calm, serenity
And yet………………………
Talking, not shouting, listening, replying
And yet……………………….
Quiet moments interspersed with gentle converse
And yet………………………..
Able to think, to ponder, to question
And yet………………………..
Boisterous, noisy, squealing, loud
Me, me, me, I am the crowd
Effervescent, energetic, physically demanding
Dancing, jumping, showboating, grandstanding
Shouting, running, go, go ,GO!
Look at me, I am the show
A minute here, a second there
Can’t even see how people stare.
Exhausting, baffling, generation gap?
Endless adrenalin on tap
Three days pass in half the time
But being young, is that a crime?
Peace, calm, serenity, still?
Talking, not shouting, over the hill?
Quiet moments, set in your ways?
Able to think, lost your best days?
In truth It was a breath of fresh air
To waltz through life with no real care
To shout and dance with no inhibition
Having the time of your life was your only mission
You’re welcome here whenever you wish
Only one condition that I insist
Don’t change your ways, not the slightest bit
Just be yourself , you were a HIT!
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