On the Coming of Age
Expectations balanced on years passed
Childhood fading schooldays are last.
In the eyes of the world your decisions are true
Your heart palpitates and you stumble through.
Life was once easy, adults took care
Now it’s just me, there’s nobody there.
You grow and you yearn for the age to come
Now you want back to when you were young.
With freedom , responsibility plays
Leaves you longing for all of those carefree days
Copyright © Sandra Riley | Year Posted 2018
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