Being Young

When we are young, we live such simple lives

Everything is so innocent

All we know is love

There is no fear of the world or others

Why is it as we grow older that changes?

What possible reason is there?

I still believe its choices

Ours and the choices of others

Try to make the only choice that matters

LOVE PEACE HONOR

Those three little words can change the world back to the way it was when we were young!