All the days were glory days
when looking back on youth.
Eating candy until midnight
still wearing a ghost costume, or
acting stupid in the driveway
light the bowl where mom
can't see you
kissing boys at 2am
in bars where they were men
when you drank until your face was
numb
forgetting who drove home.
Every summer never ends until
the winter comes
and the falling snow reminds you then
the years that passed
when you were young.