Everyone knows

the day as it goes

gets shorter and shorter

but the grass grows.

The older I get,

the shorter I live,

and the more I give, 

the less that I have.

But I'd give the rest,

I like to think,

willingly,

at least I think...

I know I'd trade,

at the very least,

a whole decade

for your lemonade.

Because I feel like a child more than ever.