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Ode to Growing Up


Ode to the young Children 

Who are playful and free spirited

Their lives lie ahead

To make it their own

 

Ode to the Teenagers 

Who've overcome their own difficult battles

Yet still seem to understand the importance of life

Oblivious to the joyous and destructive times ahead

 

Ode to the Adults

For they can make their own decisions

They feel as if they can conquer the largest mountain

However unable to realize the true test of the journey 

 

Ode to the Middle Aged

They believe their lives are coming to an end

In truth, it is only the beginning 

Do not hang up your running shoes just yet

 

Ode to the Senior Citizens

Their bones strong yet brittle

Spirit worn, but easily rejuvenated 

Always their to help the confused

 

Ode to the Elderly

Who are losing grip on life

Shoulders bearing with the endeavors of the past

Ready to be free of it all

 

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