Happy Go Lucky Days

by RainbowSlider   Oct 10, 2006


Those happy go lucky days
and my ignorance was bliss.
It was all one gigantic maze
but I wouldn't trade it for this.
Worlds of wonder to explore
with everything brand new.
The thrill of a distant shore
but I have found much more.
The hunt for buried treasure
in books, learning and gold.
A joy beyond any measure
but its really not yet all told.
Happy go lucky was immature
for now I have a place to stay.
These days are now my nature
and I really like it this way.

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