Stuck

Between an age I don't remember any more
Santa's land of pure love
and the reign of grown-ups
the ones who forget
the ones with knowledge above joy
and commitment above knowledge.
"You must remember"
says the pilot while the prince's away;
my determination to shut my eyes will carry me
somewhere, I bet
living is easy with eyes closed
but I keep closing mine because
I dread to forget.
Forgetting is giving up
surrendering to life;
never ready for such a feat
and yet it is the natural beat.
Blessed the ones who forget and still remember
when time has come.