I didn’t learn much in those early years,
just remembered a few essential things,
and my middle years were mostly spent
convalescing through my hidden fears.

I didn’t think much of what was ahead,
the present game was more than enough.
now the match has been played out
on a tattered pitch that’s tainted into grey.

I'm still trying to sort those early years
but find such tasks can be much harder
if I have to include those mistaken fears
and all that I choose not to remember.