Don't wish your years away,
she told me.
I'm older now and I realize how much you were right.
Bills and Priorities have me stressed,
Due dates have me pressed,
To be 12 again,
I'd kill for that.
I'd kill me in the now to be 12 again.
But most likely,
I'll end up ignoring your advice.
Don't wish your years away,
she told me.
Oh momma,
you were right.
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Author:
LUNAFAUS (
Offline) - Published: October 22nd, 2016 23:20
- Category: Family
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Comments1
Yay mommas are usually right and I could relate to many lines of this super cool poem. ESP liked how u rhymed stressed with pressed meaningfully. Yeah we were so carefree at 12 and this poem makes us long for those playful days . Kudos.
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