Life is so easy
when you are young.
When kisses heal boo-boos
and lullabies are sung.
It seemed that life could go on for years,
as long as the nightlight was there
to quiet our fears.
Why does growing up
have to be so hard?
When did the world become
bigger than our own back yard?
There is no more recess
to stop the stress of the school day.
There are no more falling stars
that can take our worries away.
Decisions are more complicated
now that we are grown,
why cant we go back
to when life was our own?
<O:Comments lol. I think i might be going over bored withthe poems but i have a few more left.>
Re: Growing up
your poem ae good othello and ita rare thing to read your stuff
im just lgadsyour posting them, and for the poem life growing up
is difrent i can say that much i alwys asked those questions
and still do sometimes i have alot of thing i would love to relive but cant
so enjoy the moments while your yonung becuase you can never
go back once that moment is gone .so take a chance and live
for everything its worth. this what i got from the poem
Re: Growing up
Yeah it is, sorry bout that lol ^^'.
Originally Posted by HolderOfTheDarkChalice
I just dont put them up casue there are quite a few that dont get recognized or commented which makes me nervous and think everyone thinks i suck. Yep, you hit the nail on the head. Thats what this is about basically. thank you again Holder! you make me happy lol, seriouisly! thanks lol.