Young and Care-Free
I once was a child, young and care-free,
I acted as a child, “Mom, I found a dollar!”
I played as a child, “I want to play the teacher!”
I thought as a child, “I cannot wait to grow up!”
One day it hit me,
I was no longer a child.
I acted as an adult, “Mom, I had to pay taxes.”
I was the teacher, “Okay, little sis, what is five plus ten?”
I thought as an adult, “Oh, to be a child, young and care-free again!”
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