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Young at Heart

by Roger J. Robicheau

Remember back when you were young
You’d play and play, that world of fun

There was not much that could go wrong
Cause you were healthy, oh so strong

Your bike was used to get you where
Much joy was had, you felt no fear

A friend would often ride beside
To be a part, to play with pride

You ate good food from day to day
But sweet was best, you’d always say

That set you watched was liked so well
On Saturday morn, ‘twas always swell

So young at heart is what I feel
To think these thought’s which come back real

For one last time I’d like to say
"Could I please go outside and play"

©2000Roger J. Robicheau