Growing Up

Walking in the park

And what do I see?

Big clouds and a bright sky

Green grass and flowers that care for the bees


But I have no time for this

I have much too much that I need to do

Must get back to my my work

The only thing that is important, I know it to be true


Twelve things today and another ten tomorrow

When it will stop, I do not know

But that matters little

How else am I suppose to grow


Thinking of the future

What to do, I am not sure

All I know is that I must keep going

Else I end up unhappy and poor


At the end of the day I have let all of nature pass me by

I think little of the good things I've seen and done

Too focused on the troubles of the future

I push these feeling back, in instead contuine life's run





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