The time was golden, the sun was new.
The world beheld- the newfound you.
Opportunity flowed- like river gold.
Each path you followed- each choice so bold.
Your candle ablaze, your soul anew.
Life no haze, wounds were few.
Indestructible body, recklessly daring.
All now see- you rejoicing.

Life is short, opportunity fleeting.
The choice is yours, the life your own.
The world awaits- your ready coming.
The time is ripe, the time is now.

-Anne B. Caitlin