Fly
Starting in the back of the line
Not wanting to move forward in time
Dreading when the stars aline
And living young becomes a crime
Funny how life works its way
That when we’re young the games zip by
But no matter what we do or say
We’ll joyfully say our goodbye
When we reach the menacing brink
Ready to jump to what’s up ahead
Because its then we realize we don’t sink
But fly to what lies in store instead
Copyright © Brie Lovely | Year Posted 2015
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