As a child I loved to wander

to run with clouds up high

to follow my nose where it led me

to find things never lost

to look for four leaf clovers

and find places unknown

to talk to different strangers

and make them strange no more

to laugh at things not funny

to smile when I should cry

to stay a child forever

to never grow old and angry

to never know the meanness

of adults who never laugh 

who get ahead by any means

while the weak are left behind

I found this task to be impossible 

but it didn't hurt to try

and stave off the inevitable

who would I love to emulate?

at one time anyone but me

but I have now changed

I now want to grow up to be me

and if I can keep progressing

before I pass on to dark places

I want to be all I can be

what's wrong with that 

you always tried to find me

you would never tell me why

now that I'm an old man

coming back from where I've been

I've been away for ages

making love to the wind