I t was spring. But it was summer I wanted, The warm days, And the great outdoors. It was summer, But it was fall I wanted, The colorful leaves, And the cool, dry air. It was fall. But it was winter I wanted, The beautiful snow, And the joy of the holiday season. It was winter. But it was spring I wanted, The warmth, And the blossoming of nature. I was a child. But it was adulthood I wanted, The freedom, And the respect. I was twenty. But it was thirty I wanted, To be mature, And sophisticated. I was middle aged. But it was twenty I wanted, The youth, And the free spirit. I was retired. But it was middle age I wanted, The presence of mind, Without limitations. My life was over. But I never got what I wanted. Jason Lehman, “Present Tense” written when we was 14.
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