Grown-Up

May 22, 2019

I know I am grown when I'm alone.

I know I am old when I call the doctor on the phone.

I know I am getting up there when my skills start to hone.

I know I am aged when money for school is on loan.

I know I am ancient when my bones creak and moan.

Then it is known that I am grown.

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