Playing Grown Up
Children love to play Grown Up
And choose bright, pretty dresses
They slap and dab loads of makeup
And strut like Greek empresses
They gab and gossip and chitter
As they parent their dolls
And sprinkle loads of cool glitter
As dolls walk down the halls
And as they copy our weird ways
We smile and nod with bliss
Their bumbling trips light up our days
Joy, don’t get beyond this
Because when we are real goody
And treat others like gold
They stop to sulk, and be moody
And miracles unfold
For then they ignore Dad’s back aches
Deadlines and piling bills
And parenting and all it takes
And say Growing up thrills!
Copyright © Afam Ugwuanyi | Year Posted 2025
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