When we were young we knew things
Things the old us can't know
Not pinned down by past failure
Not aware of cumulative experience
Our young selves had spaces to fill
The adventure of not understanding
Belief that we're the exception to the rule
An eagerness to foolishly defy advice
A chance to not realize you may fail
You can't re-manufacture a first
Exerience sets asside the failed path
Chooses to focus on doing what works
Age is a blindness of its own
Ignorant to youthful possibilites.