My Teens
by Alvin Benatovich - July16, 1959
Those years my teens
Are now the past.
How Brief they were,
They flew so fast.
I laughed, drank,
And women to,
My teenage years,
They were so few.
They say the life,
Is yet to come,
"The future, young man,
Is filled with fun".
Yet I can not stop,
Reviewing the past,
How brief it was,
It flew so fast.
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