#WritcoPoemPrompt44
When I was a small boy,
Life was filled with joy,
There was fun without sadness,
And a mind filled with madness...

Destiny grew and I was young,
Life's next chapter just begun,
I covered my life with cigarette smoke,
As bad company was there to provoke...

Now I cough up like an old,
And does not glitter like gold,
In life there is just one thing to regret,
I shouldn't have smoked that first cigarette.
©ivanmaximusedwin