Welcome Visitor: Login to the siteJoin the site

The Joy of What Used to Be

Poetry By: J A Morales
Poetry



You can never go back


Submitted:Mar 1, 2010    Reads: 70    Comments: 0    Likes: 1   


I was young once

I lived within myself

Taking for granted

Everyone

Carefree days

Sunlight

A cold beer

Cigarette burns

Watching her laugh

Smile

Her innocence

Lost in her

Days lost now gone

In my mind

I can only go back

In me

In the Joy

Of what used to be





1

| Email this story Email this Poetry | Add to reading list



Reviews

About | News | Contact | Your Account | TheNextBigWriter | Self Publishing | Advertise

© 2013 TheNextBigWriter, LLC. All Rights Reserved. Terms under which this service is provided to you. Privacy Policy.