Growth moves in a forward motion
I think the
Moment
I knew I was older was when
I laid in a backyard
under the stars
drunk on wine, laughter,
Friendship
spinning while sitting still
in the cold, green grass
Surrounded by people who
were not my family
but were becoming a part of
the next chapter in my life.
I was becoming something new
growing and changing and thinking
about things that did not used to matter
but now made all the difference.
I was excited but scared
realizing that this was not a journey
parents or siblings
joined in on.
The growing,
Changing,
was mine to do now
and while I can go back for help
I can not go back to who I was
before that night
Spinning
Smiling
Laughing
in the cold, green grass
Drunk on what there is to come.
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