Dancing snowdrops touch the ground
The petals pure a delicate white
Its truly a beautiful sight and I'm watching
Them sway with grace in soft sunlight
Bending low to the whispering breeze
Delicate snowdrops in
Nature’s ballet among the trees.

I don’t get lonely, solitude is my best friend. I do like to visit every now and then.
I don’t behave the way I use to, just to be one of the gang.
I don’t need a “that a boy!” I’m no longer looking for my status quo of fame.
My old friends don’t understand me, something about me has changed.
I’m no longer interested in pretending we’re all at the same stage.

When you look back?
Yes, there be a few regrets.
Yes, when you look back?
Some of us must accept or admit being young and dumb.

Either having a child to early.
Or learning from our mistakes.
The stupidity of youth we all essentially make.

Wisdom sometimes comes with time.
Well, for a few.
But that's what getting older sometimes will do.

The famous athletes learn lessons the hard way.
Many celebrities the same way.
Even inmates serving time for the county or the state.
Our stupidity of youth, is a learning lesson.

Which eventually some never master.