IM OLDER NOW,
WHAT THEY SAY IS TRUE,
TIME MOVES FASTER
I’VE GOTTEN RID OF MY BABY SHOES
I HAVE TO REMIND MY SELF, THERE IS STILL GOOD IN THIS WORLD,
AND NOT EVERYTHING IS FIXED BY GLUE,
IM OLDER NOW,
IT SEEMS THE COLORS HAVE FADED,
I HAVE MOVED FROM CRAYONS TO PENS,
I HAVE TO WAKE UP AND GO TO WORK, TIME AND TIME AGAIN.
I AM OLDER now,
i wish we still played pretend
the week days and weekends blend,
i miss my best friend,
im older now….
i wish i couldn’t see the dead end,
I WISH I HAD NEVER MOVED FROM CRAYONS TO PENS.
i love this. so much.
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That is sooo good! I love the repetition of “I am older now” and the transition of growing up
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Such a wonderful poem. Thank you so much for posting it. I am going to throw my pens away.
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