Sweet Bird of Youth by Joe Campolo Jr; dedicated to my friends Jim Booth & Bruce Brehm; RIP

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Oh sweet bird of youth when did you slip away?
When we were young, it was not clear that you might leave one day.

We had such times on your great wings those days indeed did fly.
And now you’re gone we can’t recall just when you passed us by.

On those strong wings, how did we soar with strength, fine looks and pluck.
They teased with hope, they offered wealth and they offered luck.

Now as we pine the hours, musing on our loss,
We grasp at straws to find that strength, that health, that vibrant gloss.

Now, moving on without you does cause us to tear,
And knowing you will not return……leaves us in fear.

Oh, please return, old friend of youth,
Without you now we face the truth.

In time like you we’ll slip away,
Our time here gone, with dreams of yesterday.

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Joe Campolo Jr.

Joe Campolo Jr.

Joe Campolo, Jr. is an award winning author, poet and public speaker. A Vietnam War Veteran, Joe writes and speaks about the war, and is a Veteran's advocate. Some of Joe's stories are gripping, some humorous. Joe also writes about other experiences, many of which are also humorous. Joe enjoys fishing, traveling, writing and spending time with his family. Joe loves to hear from his readers, please send him a note on this page or the contact page!

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  1. I am often asked to recite this poem at various events. I have also granted others permission to recite or post this poem; provided I am cited as the author. If you wish to use this poem, or wish me to recite it at your event, please contact me through my contact page.
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    Joe Campolo Jr

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