Of Age by Ryan Schiff

At age
At midnight, you change.
Every cell of your body does!

Didn't you feel
Your body flexing
Fluxing with zeal?

Imagine that midnight
A thousand times
When your young flesh does find the kilm
Hardened, glossing over with the bright and shining glow.

To come of age,
What a moment is that!
Is it the end of a time of bliss?
Or the turning of another page?

If it is not an end,
Let your body be the pen!
Write your life electrice tales
And epic fables of romance and battle
Odd bits of other lives, spiced with flavour and love.