July 23, 2014

Grown Up

As a child I dreamed of a time,
when adulthood would be mine.
Then I would be free
to do what pleases me.
Freedom would come at last,
with childhood in the past.
But now that I have grown,
I very rarely roam.
have now encaptured me.
I now envy the young,
who are full of so much fun.
Yet I'm happy where I am.
It's been good to be a man.

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