Growing thoughts and "One Days"
Hearing you've gotten taller, was such a simple thing
And being an adult had a nice ring
However, as you grow you'll begin to see
All the different changes around thee
Your Mom and Dad begin to gray
And all your “friends" they begin to stray
And As your childhood begins to fade away
"Oh How I wish to be a kid again- one day."
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