Grown Up.

When I was 10 , I realize how different my parents were. They were older 

so I knew , one day I would have to be young , without the leadership

of my parents . I soon found out that I am a miracle child .

Not to many mothers that have their children in their fourties. 

Most of the babies don’t even survive . So knowing that my parents 

were going to die soon forced me to grow mentally . Although,

I am now 17 and they are still here, i’ll never forget the lessons

I taught myself because I never know what day , they will go. 

This poem is about: 
My family


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