26 riding the tide of time.

26 trying to discover what lie ahead.

26 figuring out who I am.

To anyone else 26 is just an ordinary number composed of symbols.

To me 26 is years I’ve walked the earth.

26 is sunrise and sunsets.

26 has come too fast, and soon it will pass.

26 knocking on 30.

Seems like 26 was just 18 wild, and full of steam.

Now,

26 you better form a plan.

26 you’re riding the tide of time, and that tide keeps rolling.

Never ceasing,

Never slowing,

It keeps on going.

Like a locomotive barreling down the tracks.

26 get your head out of the sand, you better form a plan.

Jamie Whorton ©