I have a strong sense of nostalgia
Of another time, another place
Where I was trying to figure out more about the human race
Age and time are funny
Clock keeps ticking as the days go by
Outside is blooming as another turn is upon us
As winter closes and spring’s ushered in
Oh, how will you fill the days of your lives?
I get nostalgia of a time in the future
A shifting leap upon the edge of something wonderful
Leaps and bounds ahead
I see ease full of gentle leaves
My wisdom of whites are shining through
Making their presence known among the curls of black
My skin breathes free and soon breathes me
Bold steps and breakthroughs all come beckoning
“Stand tall and open up”
Use your voice to tell a story
Be strong and take no worry
A close in a chapter means a brand new rapture
My hair holds stories from a past from before
Thank you and wish you well
For here’s goodbye, so now we part
Proud, grateful, and walking tall
As I reminisce upon my fresh new start