At what point do we stop being young?
Fall out of being splendid in the dark.
When do we start taking no for an answer?
When do we begin to lose our shine,
Our magnificence,
Rubbing off on those we brush past.

The answer is never.
Your glory will always be there.
It is simply on someone else’s coattails.
It is cradled in your loved ones’ hearts.
You will always be splendid,
It’s just sometimes we are so busy admiring, we forget to remind you.


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