8 Years Old
In a blink, dot of ink
Your childhood, now, a stain
I was just a fool, to think
Innocence would remain
A picture show
Heart tugging song
I pretend to know
Where 8 years have gone
Yesterday, I rhymed a rhyme
You were turning 4, too soon
A teardrop fell, for every line
While wrapping up my tune
Today came, I feel numb
Just as I was told
Yesterday, you were 4 years young
Today, you’re twice as old
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