Like a beautiful blackcurrant wine
It relaxes your senses with a drifting warmth
A poignant sweetness of promises
When I was young
I lived in a world
where things would go “snap crackle pop”.
Now I am older
and live in a world
where my back goes “crack snap” and pops.
But my mind is still young
and tries to have fun
in between pay stubs and bills.
As I try to make time
for both serious and rhyme
without falling off of the hill.
The hardest part
is when I realize
than in honesty, I am young still.