Poetry

Dawning

By Shaft

I can't believe they're here.
All my life I ignored them,
refusing to admit they even existed.
Carelessly wandering
in my own little world.
The naïve innocence could only be described
as intoxicating.
Day by day…
Year by year,
Now I understand.
A little older,
But not much wiser.
The hard times,
The responsibility,
The realization that it's time to grow up…
They're all here now.
Still, I wander…aimlessly.
And it's still refreshing.
As my colorful youth.
Well…not quite