Growing Up
There are no words to describe how it feels
With the rest of the world right at our heels.
The time has felt so long
Yet that’s wrong.
Life is so short and we’ve only got a drop in the bucket.
We look back on our childhood and tuck it
So close
So close.
The memories we make
The advice we take.
Who knew at nine months would be so short
Time just seems to distort.
But now is the time to reflect on our past
Make this moment last
Give it our all
Maybe even see each other this fall.
Listen up young ones
Don’t take your life for granted
Hold your friends close
And your loved ones closer.
Because you never know how long you will have the memory
Hug your mom
Tell her you love her
Because it’s only a short time until you’re
Growing up.
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