some nights still ignite memory
for surely, the before times have now ended
these are the final days of now
we'll yet, plot a way forward at lines's end
to hearts that can highlight us
even if, the burning map descends over us
I can turn my back to the bullets
my friends, like a coward or a rebel or a child
2 comments:
The end of now is kind of how I feel about this summer, because chances are it's the last time Noah will be home for the summer. He graduates next spring and is planning on attending a summer program in LA and after that, who knows?
This growing up thing is difficult for sure, StephLove. I mean--you want him to fly, it's the away part that hurts. I've been there. Sending love XX
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