I feel as if I’ve grown
Almost an adult
Growing up, growing old
What’s the difference?
I feel as if I’m doing both
A child no more,
Leaving sunny days behind
The eternal summer of happiness
Gone
And I go
Out and into the world,
Ready to face the seasons of
Real life
No longer the season of innocence
But the year of living
The beginning
A second chapter,
A new story
No longer tales of unreality
Time to face reality
Is there fear there?
There is certainly
Excitement
Traveling to new places
Learning what it means to live
This is the beginning of the rest of my life
And it’s cold and bright
Warm and dark
Comforting and exotic
Am I ready?
Will I ever be?
This is my beginning
Of me living
Of that,
I’m ready