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Am I a grown up now?


One day you’re walking through your house,

the only home you’ve ever known,

pacifier and blanket in hand-

not knowing you’re a seed just waiting to be blown.

 

You’ve moved out and are in college

in just a blink of the eye.

Your life is classes, jobs, stress, sleep,

and then comes the guy.

 

He walks into your life

like nothing you’ve ever known,

and just like that

the seed is blown.

 

The hustle and bustle of family and friends

as the excitement fills the air.

As you walk down the aisle, you realize

this is an adventure for which you could never prepare.

 

From city to city,

across the world you roam.

As you look into his eyes you know

Wherever he is, is your home.

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