Coming of Age

call us "friendly" and "funny" and "droll"
and whatever you need…
but the truth to be told
we are moody and lonely breed

from the period whole
of which we were eagerly part
the adventures of soul
are driving us slowly apart

oh the former advances
befitting the fearless youths
we were taking the chances
on finding the ultimate truth

call it "daring" and "clever"…
oblivious to obvious costs
we were staking - whatever!..
until the "whatever" was lost

midst the crowding questions
beginning with "how" and "why"
our meetings are getting
exceedingly scarce and quiet

worldly, playing it down
carousing or staying recluse
no more innocents - now
we still are bemused and confused

call us "strangely enticing"
"mysterious", "cynical", "cool"
we are paying the prices
for playing the destiny’s fools

yes, a time for reflection
as opposed to nervous rack
wisdom coming?.. [expletive]
..just a curious chill in the back