Teenager
Daniel is 14, outside it's frosty and freezing cold,
He won't wear a coat, he says he is fine and he feels quite warm,
I guess when I sit back and think when I was his age, I thought the same, I guess I am just getting old,
We just need to leave him alone, to wear what he wants, all black and cold,
Then all we can do is have somewhere warm for him to come too,
And to make sure he knows that we love him,
We really DO.
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