Little Moments

She didn’t tell me that the lights would go off, that All will come to an end. I didn’t know That the music will sound bitter one morning, That the leaves will fall from all the trees, And that the smiles will usually be Unhappy. She didn’t tell me. I found my old friend again:…

The Misfortune of Growing Up

I recently came across one of my old diaries from when I was nine years old, and while reading my accounts of a vacation to Mexico, I concluded that children aren’t much different from adults. Although the diary dated back to almost a decade ago (it’s a miracle that I still have it), reading my…

Whatever It Takes

I’m gonna wait for you My heart is flying High in the sky I’m gonna wait for you My mind is racing Fast full of life I’m gonna wait for you My hands are gifted Oh weaving magic I’m gonna wait for you My feet have rhythm Skip outta time I’m gonna wait for you…