Forever YoungA Poem by yourhaircutmanThe glow of a child's face, the sternness of an adult mouth.
The youthful dances of a kid, the measured steps of a grown up.
The carefree attitude of the young, the self-conscious anxiety of the old.
The all-loving, chance-taking teenager, the restricted, boring middle aged.
The warm wave from a child, the cold finger from an adult.
Things change when you grow up. Have fun while you can. © 2012 yourhaircutman |
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Added on May 6, 2012 Last Updated on May 6, 2012 Tags: pleasewritehome, life, poem, prose, prose poem, growing up, child, adult, old, young, change |