the day was august 3rd 1991,
only problem i had was when the streetlights
mocked the sun,
the message came loud and clear,
from the step where i laid down,
thoughts if i could go back to the only problem back then now,
for i never thought i would grow up to see,
the day i turned a man and problems were too much for me,
but every night i think back to the simple things in this world,
never thought that the clam would ever give me a pearl,
but it happened when i realized that i was in charge,
you see life is to precious and dreams never too large.

good job

thank you for posting i love to write and i also love positive feedback!

Great write

I loved the lines

"only problem I had was when the streetlights
mocked the sun"

"you see life is too precious and dreams never too large"

your poem is beautiful please write more

I liked this very much. I dont particularly care for the title, I think it's sort of presumptuous, but the body of the piece is excellent.

My favorite lines:

"for i never thought i would grow up to see,
the day i turned a man and problems were too much for me"

Really nice

yea the more i think about it i dont like the title either...thanks for the compliments.