You've exchanged your potential for perspective
Your experiences have become singular and changed from verb to noun
Your mistakes are lessons learned
You're in your youth but are no longer young
Your dance has ended, your song's been sung, and now you listen nostalgically to its replays on the radio, soon to be, someone else's melody
But it was yours once
You were there
And wild and free
You were you before you were me

They say some things will never change, and things are always changing
How contradictory and true
You are the me I knew you'd be and yet you are still you
I see your dusty former youth dimly shining through
Your lively untamed spirit dancing naked in the dew
Sometimes I still year your voice
Suggesting, reflecting , sighing
Too soft for anyone to hear
And yet you're ringing in my ear

Innocent and incomplete