Taught By Children

Other people raise children.
	We sat back and learned from ours.
		They kind of raised us.

We had never heard 
	Of some of the ideas they 
		Brought home to us.

Designer clothes.
	We did not have those
		In our day.

I am still being taught by children.
	Other people’s not my own.
		One taught me twerking last year.

Designer clothes and tweaking.
	I am being raised by the best we have 
		Our children.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2018

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