Oh to be nineteen again!

Oh to be nineteen again
a new poem could be written every night
for what the next day could bring,
new love, a bright sunny day, a new job
with benefits, a letter from mom.
to be nineteen again before it all happened
and life changed, blurring an optimistic
potential with a harsher reality,
I would go back again and change
the house I lived in, that man, and
begin again with a fresh poem and
endless optimism for what
happiness would surely
come true.