Nostalgia

Before you know, life will blaze by your eyes,

Don’t leave yourself in a state of dreaming,

As soon as you know the innocence dies.

Nostalgia will leave you scheming,

As you long to become young once again.

You reminisce on the good memories,

Hoping to be brought back to finer times then,

Like days with your best friend and blueberries.

As you place one in your mouth on the beach,

Gossip and secrets fly around with glee.

There are many lessons memories teach,

Like not to trust anyone except me.

Fearing and loathing the approaching death,

Anticipating death, I take a breath.