The Test of Time

A child now.

Don't understand

The things around me.

Hold my mom's hand.

I'm ten now.

And sports are huge.

It seems a big deal

If I should lose

I'm thirteen now.

Everything has changed.

Parents separate.

Life's rearranged.

I'm fifteen now.

Boys are looking fine.

My own identity 

I long to find

I'm eighteen now.

And I am scared

I leave my mom

I'm unprepared.

I'm twenty-five now

I go to work

Make a low wage

As a store clerk

I'm thirty now.

Found my dream guy

The child is noisy

Can't soothe his cry

I'm forty-five now

Can't figure out

For the life of me

What life's about.

I'm sixty-five now

And I retire

The kids leave home

Life's lost that fire.

I'm eighty-five now.

And on the phone

When I hang up,

I'll be alone.

Breathing my last now

Looking behind

Pleased I withstood 

The test of time.

Reviews

[Seerose]

I like the poem. Very interesting theme. Everyone must work hard to make something out of his life, everybody must take care of her- or himself. Great job.