Your life has just started,

the boat has departed

The dock left the sailors, the

Morning alarm is

No longer snoozed

The booze in the air

Says you have nothing to lose

Tie up your shoes,

Your laces are loose

Rope-swing to the river

Let go of the noose

The slimming shiver on

The tip

Of your lunge

The sliver of silver

The glint has begun

Your mind is a garden, your thoughts are the trees

The buzz of the bees, gathers round the leaves

As sweet as it can be, each step means you’ll leave

So remind yourself today

It can be flowers, or it can be leaves