Young and Free


Young and Free

It was those times when I was a child

That I spent dancing in the rain

Those years were fun and oh so wild

Long before I ever, met pain.

It was dashing in between the drops

And splashing through the puddles

It was ice cold tea and flip-flops

When I was still young enough for cuddles.

Summer nights and fire flies

Camping out beneath the stars

Hot fudge sundaes and French fries

Happy times and fast sports cars


I was young and wild and free

In a world that wasn’t ready for me

Life was love and full of laughter

Dreaming of my happy ever after

In a world that wasn’t…ready for me


Then I grew up and I turned old

Forgot what fun it was to dance

The path to love, yeah, it grew cold

And everything I did was just by chance

Now it’s hard work and being tired

Not enough hours in the day

My little girl, yeah, she stays wired

But mommy doesn’t have any time to play

Cause I’ve got bills and I’ve got rent

And zero dollars in the bank

The money’s scarce, yeah, it gets spent

On groceries and the gas tank


Oh I wish I were young and free

In the world as it use to be

Full of love and full of laughter

Yeah, I still dream of happy ever after

I still dream of the world as it use to be



--Amanda Wakefield

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Poetry is not a turning loose of emotion, but an escape from emotion.

T. S. Eliot (1888-1965) American-English poet and playwright.

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