All Grown Up

We’re all grown up now,

Doing big grown up things,

No longer carefree children,

To adulthood we bow. 

Friends we grew up with

Leave us; do we leave them?

The flowers of freedom

Wilted brown and vanished. 

Nostalgia is bittersweet

Within this soul of mine. 

The honey of the young

And the worm of the old meet. 

Nothing can be captured,

Time slips through

And it was yesterday.

A heart line fracture. 

So let me taste 

The honey,

The worm.

Heartbreak. 

Lp 2020

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