Remember those days
When it was time
To go
To go home
But you weren't ready
It didn't seem like
the right time
And the
Car-ride home
Was long and heavy
With bitterness
With grief
Sickened by the cruel reality
That time flies
When you're having fun
There's just not enough
Of it
Not enough time
To get one's fill
To get satisfied
To get full to the brim
And
That winter
Seemed like the
longest darkest
Winter ever
And it seemed
Like there would never
Be another circus-tent
Or another moment
You would wish would never end
Tuesday, 16 January 2018
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