My daughter, what you doing getting home so late?
Your golden hair is fading so much faster than I can bare.
Sun beams sure tend to radiate on cheeks of the innocent.
Fields where they play sure tend to illuminate
No fear of falling on that stone he threw over there
Of course you'll get up
Of course someone's there.
Shame, shame, shame, shame on he who robbed my year
I was so young, come on, you knew.
But you chose for yourself, stretched the truth,
And the lies you let shimmer and softly fall like glitter.

How can a couple of months, days, years throw me back inside?
It's cold and dark in here,
But that youth that seems so long gone is at the southern most tip of my heart;
Where home is, family and warm smiles.

At the time all seemed said and done
Someone new pushed my curtains aside.
"Impermanence is something to be recognized," you said.
Oh, how I'll learn from being away from you
When you go real soon.

How can a couple of months, days, years throw me back inside?
It's cold and dark in here,
But that youth that seems so long gone is at the southern most tip of my heart;
Where home is, family and warm smiles.

Because when you're on your way to the top,
You'll make a couple of stops:
Out with the old
In with the new.
The worlds best presents won't be wrapped in baby blue.
Copyright Emily Heeke 2013

Emily Heeke

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