Oh the need for time to speed up.
To get to the next phase of life
so you can do more,
Have more freedom
and not be looked down on.
How one wishes for independence,
but once it’s granted
Wants to taken away.
You wish to make your mark on the world,
but don’t want the responsibilities.
I get it, truly.
But time passing is a necessary evil.
Enjoy your youth!
And shed your tears once it is gone.
Mourn what once was,
then imagine,
the possibilities that lie before you.
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Author:
M.E.M. (
Offline) - Published: September 25th, 2024 14:50
- Comment from author about the poem: Prompt: Craft an ode to the trials of growing up. (An Ode is a lyrical poem celebrating or glorifying an aspect of life.) Created: 9/19/24
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Comments2
'Been a long time since I grew up............or did I ever?
I was going to add - thanks for the memory...but....☺️
😂
Lovely and haunting, classic and beautifully rendered. P.S. Dave never grew up, just kidding.
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