When I Was Young

When I was young, words were words and I had to be right, and would argue with all my might, to show the world that I was bright.

Competition was strong, but so was I, and with all my heart I would try. Defeat was rare but when it came, I felt a sense of shame. 

Nor could I tolerate a lie, for if I heard one, the relationship would die.

Now I am old and my time is short, and friendship through kindness I do court. And with less intensity, each day the beauty around me I can see.

Now I seek all the good I can find, and as for the bad, I leave it behind. Never again will I think so small, as from my heart I wish well to all. 

With Love To All - Dick