Late nights with only a cardigan
turn into sunrises with an empty bottle
our heads are empty too.
Repeat this until nights are long again
and there are things that we need
to get up and do.
Each summer comes and goes quicker
each friend starts to change
sunrises are different as well.
Our hearts they grow bigger and thicker
as we accept our different thoughts of
the world, heaven and hell.
All the leaves start to brown and crinkle
falling from establish trunks,
the weight of the world returns.
It follows the deep lines of wrinkles
around our eyes which are now used
for our growth to concern.