Getting Older

Walked to the living room 

Grabbed my phone 

Nodded off checking social media

Forgot why I went out there 

This is annoying

Childhood’s End


Children now so tall 

Just a few years left of school 

Childhood’s ending 

What is it to age?

Years go past, as they’re want to do.

I shall not despair time’s price.

Yet, though I may age, I refuse to whither,

And not go quietly into the goodnight.

No, I shall boisterously proclaim

My presence, embracing the love

Surrounding me. Grasping the

Blessedness of existence, of life.