When I looked back in my days of yore
I thought I was a versatile lad before
I often interfered questions raised from somebody
And threw enigmatical answers
When I looked back in my days of yore
I thought I was a child of everything-
A young man with grand experience
‘cause I was a nature keen observer
Solo flight traveler
Love to talk with strangers I had met everywhere
I traveled more extra miles
(one highlight of my golden times)
To gather knowledge lay
Fill with vigor, hot as fire
When I crossed the open road at last
Where brilliant books and life-path map I got
Amazed as I read and found out I was once a wiseacre fellow!
……..to all booksellers, librarians, professors, and friends who help me shaping of my life thru their treasured books – my great indebtedness
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