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Teenage Years

In a long ago day no term such as teenager was inferred Upon reaching pubescence adulthood was conferred No separate entity were teenage years thought to be Anymore than 20 or 30 even 93 The business of giving separate age a place on life's map Has turned out to be nothing but a load of crap "I'm a teenager" they will wail and whine Implying "your life is less valuable than mine" "I'm your replacement" is what they're trying to say But they should at their feet what's crawling on the floor Their own replacements will be ready a couple years or more

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Lindsay Laurie

Date: 3/6/2015 5:10:00 PM

G'day Elizabeth... Kids having kids; grandparents at thirty... I can relate to your poem easily Elizabeth but thankfully not close to home. Thank you Elizabeth - Lindsay

Elizabeth Smith
Date: 3/7/2015 8:50:00 AM

Hello there Lindsay. Yes agree with you. Had four myself but not the whiny kind I wrote about. HaHa

Jan Allison

Date: 3/6/2015 5:00:00 PM

This made me smile Elizabeth - I work in a school with teenagers! the final two couplets made me smile - sadly some of them are producing offspring the minute they leave school:-( a 7 from me:-) Hugs jan xx

Jan Allison
Date: 3/7/2015 9:03:00 AM

The majority of the kids are delightful ... the rest I just hope they grown up and learn some manners and respect when they enter the 'real world' Hugs jan xx

Elizabeth Smith
Date: 3/7/2015 9:01:00 AM

Hi Jan - thanks - appreciate your comment. You are the expert in this matterHaHa. Don't know why I thought of this snarky poem. I've had four "teenagers" at home at one time(my kids). I don't re member them being THAT whiny

Elizabeth Smith
Date: 3/7/2015 8:54:00 AM

Well Jan I'm sure you run across the self important ones at times but hopefully not too many. HaHa I don't know why I thought of this snarky poem . I've had four teenagers in my house at one time(my kids) I don't think they were that whiny.