Feel good times never to forget,
times we never will regret.
Maybe mistakes in nature,
but joyous to the mind in stature. 
Mostly doing youthful exuberance,
when life had less tolerance.

Life reached,
I grabbed,
reach, reach, reach,
grab, grab, grab.
Lucky now I don't need rehab,
or then,
got layed out on a slab.

Were these moments of joy,
or moments of an immature boy?
To consumed too realize,
danger before his young eyes.
Living in denial,
forgetting the jury trial,
ignoring the grim reaper,
refusing to ackowledge the preacher,
not listening to the parent or teacher.

Days gone by,
smile, laugh or cry,
learn, burn or fry,
I survived to see the days go by.
Joyous moments or not,
life surely was hot.

Was hot,
now it's not,
learned a bunch,
now cool in touch,
appreciated so much,
keeping me stronger in touch.

Such is such.

G