Glimpse Into My Future
Feeling grown up
On the edge
Older cousins
Invite me
Nonchalantly
To follow them
Into their world
That magical world
They call normal
Hold my breath
Surprised, hesitant, poker faced
I head down the stairs
The basement is dim
Coloured lights in corners
Comfy chairs here and there
Forty-fives spinning
Floating hazy rings of smoke
A scene surreal
I was let in, invited
A notch above a wall flower observer
Taking it all in
Letting it soak in
My future before me
A glimpse of what I’d become
In just a few years
I remember it all somewhat
As a milestone initiation
AP: Honorable Mention 2020
Submitted on January 6, 2018
Copyright © Line Gauthier | Year Posted 2018
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