Another time when I lived in my little world.
My thoughts are of another time,
A poor boy I was without a dime,
Living but lost in my day dreams,
No worries just fleeting schemes.
Living for myself in a fairytale world.
Jealousy came from caring for a girl,
Money was no object for happiness,
My world had no love nor success.
Was my own master ruling like a king,
I controlled my thoughts in everything,
Then I was contented escaping reality,
Real life has destroyed my mentality.
I often think did I go wrong as a boy?
I was lost in a dream among the joy.
Now older my life style has changed.
I live in reality and never dream again.
Sometimes I think back and ponder,
To the lost time I lived as a wanderer.
More often I think of reality in my life.
A lady who helped me my loving wife.