life used to be filled
with fair maidens
and princes
the magic of the stories
overloading your senses
smiles and laughs
and photographs
of every special moment
but then you had to grow up
now you're surrounded
by responsibilities
rather than possibilities
sleepless nights
and stormy days
your childish energy
fading away
but fear not
young lad
what comes next
will make you glad
did you forget
that after every storm
comes a rainbow?
