what lasts forever

you feel sometimes,

like no time

has passed.

you're still

a child.

still eighteen, or

thirty.

nothing's changed,

not really.

you're the same boy

your mother

fed,

the same boy

she taught to tie

your shoes,

read to you while

you lay in bed.

you're only different on

the outside,

as it is

for all of us, it's what

lies within

that lasts forever,

it's you still,

in your heart

and head.