• As I grew older
    The world grew colder
    And the moon stopped
    Seeming so bright
    The things I saw
    And the things I felt
    Opened my eyes
    To a world of night
    And in that world
    I saw
    Little speckles of light
    Holding out
    Against the sea of black
    I wanted to be
    One of those twinkling lights
    I tried so hard
    Oh so hard
    And in the end
    I thought to myself
    “Was it worth it?
    Those long hard years
    Fighting against that
    Unrelenting sea
    Trying to create that meager light?”
    I will never know
    But the future might