Tuesday, May 25, 2010

Laugh, Love, and Remember

It Was a Very Good Year

When I was seventeen it was a very good year

It was a very good year for small town girls and soft summer nights

We'd hide from the lights on the village green

When I was seventeen.

When I was twenty-one it was a very good year

It was a very good year for city girls who lived up the stair

With all that perfumed hair and it came undone

When I was twenty-one.

When I was thirty-five it was a very good year

It was a very good year for blue-blooded girls of independent means

We'd ride in limousines their chauffeurs would drive

When I was thirty-five.

But now the days are short, I'm in the autumn of the year

And now I think of my life as vintage wine from fine old kegs

From the brim to the dregs, and it poured sweet and clear

It was a very good year.

It was a mess of good years.

William Shatner


























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