Growing Younger As Days Go By

This place should be a place where you feel safe. This home should be a home where you feel warm. The end should be an end where we can meet as friends. The start should be a pillow for your restless heart.

I see the innocence in your tired eyes, and sense you’re growing younger as the days go by. The cheer we as children so playfully embraced, seems to escape us on our grown-up faces. Sometimes, it’s hard to smile after we’ve been grinding drearily for a while. Tonight though, as you sleep I wish you well, and tomorrow you’ll be young again, I can tell.

With a dream in your mind as you rise and start your day, you’ll have that hope and happiness in everything you say. You won’t quite remember exactly what the dream was about…but you’ll know it’s happy ending and maybe how it started out. No longer will the middle of the dream monopolize your thoughts, with its chaotic tumultuosity tying you up in knots. This new day is about stepping forward inside your new cathartic existence, no longer a lowly serf, but now a prince or princess!