© Christopher Raine


Older Now


Singing along

to yesterday’s rebellion,
we throw our hearts
into the autumn night
we’re middle aged, it’s true
maybe more than that
everybody knows that singing
is better than weeping
so let us drink to worn grooves
that live in denial
she’s still got a smile
that invites me like a sunset
we’re older now
there’s no need to reveal
we are saggy and loose
in the places we feel,
but weakening eyes
can’t deceive the beauty
that she brings to me
as long as we laugh
we can still pretend
so let’s put on another song
before the evening ends