Rose Tinted Glasses

The light comes from the darkness
Glittering on the horizon
I run to meet it
but it beats me to the sky.
 
Noon comes
Everything is golden
and so am I
 
The afternoon beats on my skin
And I am old
I take off rose-tinted spectacles
And smile
 
blinded by white light.

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