The Stars of Life.

To hear the sounds of air
rushing into your new ears
punching a hole in the solitude
of the black and the warm

to be a child without a care
with fun overlapping all the fear
to watch the twilight in a perfect mood
with no care of the coming storm

the disagreements with the normal
and the arguements with the old
and not a care about the formal
and to never do what you're told

the work and labor of the world
is nothing you ever expected
and your views on life, work and strife
also changed who you once respected

The coming of time and a simple world
as well as the aches and pains of age
and the responsibilites of peace and solitude
now rest upon your own shoulders

the time of sleep, and endless sleep
is just around the bend
and all the thing that happened in your time
all complete the graceful end