Monday, February 5, 2018

you are not a lost child

there you are
looking at pictures
and wonder
was it when you are eighteen
or twenty one
with that wide smile
and carefree strut
you shrug off every worry
you said they are not worth even a penny
so why worry

there you are
thinking what happened
searching for answers
like a lost child
looking at pictures
and wonder
when you are twenty eight
or thirty
midnight darkness and echoed thoughts
and you are unsure of things
shuffling back and forth
questioning every move

was it a mistake 
was it worth the risk
can you turn back time
can you start all over again
can you be you once more?
that you when you are eighteen or twenty one

and then a silent whisper came
you haven't changed, my dear
you just grew up, that's all

Eirlys