Growing Their love immatureAllowing resentment to buildThey could not see the forestfor the lumber to be milledLike a motor revvingTheir anxiety up and downArguments were commonAlways a fight for the crownNeeding perspectivethey went different waysSpace across the milesAnd clarity through the hazeRemoved from the battlefieldA time to thinkA metamorphosis occurredAs they stood on the brinkReborn … Continue reading Growing