Life is but a journeyA Poem by Amy L. ArendA tale of growing up always starts with childhood. Childhood always has innocence Adulthood on the other hand, doesn't. The long journey from one end of the rainbow to the other isn't as hard or draconian as the transformation from a child to an adult.
The realization of the truth behind Santa Clause, the tooth fairy, or the Easter Bunny is just the beginning of the arduous change. The Birds and Bees talk, the first bra, the first kiss, the first love. All part of the positive journey. The first heart break, the first job, the first year of High School, the first death of a close one. Not too pleasant to think about, but is absoutely necessary. Experiences and opportunties spices up life and provides sagacious maturity.
Graduating from high school and entering college. Legally but not emotionally an adult, comes the overwhelming mixture of aroma labelled; Freedom and Responsibility. Living on your own, making money and getting learned shapes one so quickly. Then comes marriage, and children. Before you know it, you're on your death bed reliving those moments on your lifelong journey. Laying there trying to figure out where and when you no longer were a child, but an adult. © 2009 Amy L. ArendFeatured Review
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