Yesteryears
Being a child was so simple
Your biggest fear was getting a pimple
As teens we became bolder
Most develope a chip on their shoulder
Along with adulthood comes responsibilities
And endless career and job opportunities
Some join the military and go overseas
Others stay home to be mommies
Then there comes elderly years
Losing loved ones and shedding tears
You sit back and ponder for a while
Oh how I wish I were still a child
Your biggest fear was getting a pimple
As teens we became bolder
Most develope a chip on their shoulder
Along with adulthood comes responsibilities
And endless career and job opportunities
Some join the military and go overseas
Others stay home to be mommies
Then there comes elderly years
Losing loved ones and shedding tears
You sit back and ponder for a while
Oh how I wish I were still a child
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