Growth
With youth and age, comes growth
Time slips forward, waiting for no one
perspectives change, revalations occur
We begin to realize, that growth, comes with time
And so we slowly shift into who we push ourselves to be
No matter the circumstances of once we came
Because that is what growth is
For myself, growth has no age
Never occuring at once a certain point
Growth is a wave we ride
Something to revel in
Because that is what growth is
We think back, to a time
And we realize that our ideas, our perceptions, changed
We ponder, "What has changed since then?"
Our ideas? Our experiences? Our age?
Growth itself comes at all ages
Because that is what growth is
Growth is the passage of time
Whilst we watch and wait
Changes occur, we become wiser
We are humbled by what we once were
And stride to be better than we are
Slowly, but surely..
Because that is what growth is
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