The Stages of Life
As a baby you rely on your parents
They feed you and change you
They love you and bathe you
Then when you’re a toddler
You do more for yourself
You eat with a spoon
Even put on your socks
Next you become well a “kid”
Getting dressed by yourself
Brushing your teeth and combing your hair
Going to school speaking clearly
Starting to talk back
Using that mind of your own
By the time you’re a preteen
You’ve had your first crush
You check out that boy
You stare at that girl
Bombarded with homework
You hang out with friends
You can’t wait to get out of school
When you’re a teen
You really rebel
Don’t do your homework
Stay out late
You’ve got your own style
Get a new “friend”
At least that’s what you tell your parents
You can’t wait to be an adult
Come senior year you wish you were a kid
You have to start making your own decisions
College is tough
You’re out on your own
Do your laundry
Pay the rent and bills
You have to take care of yourself
Get to school on time
Mom and Dad still help out
Done with college
You get a job
Then get married
Have a family
Your kids mean more to you than words describe
Mom and Dad come to watch the kids
While you and your spouse go out
Watching your kids go through what you did
Both the good and bad it’s hard
New friends and heartbreaks
They then move out
Coming home for holidays and little things
Now you’re a grandparent
Wrinkles and grey hair
Spoiling the kids
After all it’s your job
They grow up and don’t come over as much
You’re even older now
Slowing down and shrinking
It hurts to move
The doctor says you’ve only so long to live
Your children take you in
Care for you the way you took care of them
Feed you and change you
Clothe you and bathe you
Last days of your life
Spent looking back
The joys and the sorrows
Holding hands with your spouse
You remember raising your kid
Remember being a kid
You say your good-byes
Then God calls you home
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