I walk alone
And, worn, I think,
“I hope my eyes look alive.”
I feel I've grown,
I fear I'll sink,
Before I even arrive.
I realize, as I look around,
There is somebody home.
There is a glow in each new eye
I meet walking alone.
Red-hot realization burns
Hotter than white metal
It's a strange thing to have to learn
To watch these hearts and settle.
Remember, remember
December, December
Forever will I chant?
My heart sings, “Yes!”
My eyes confess
The truth behind my rant.