Friday, January 31, 2025

Grown Up


Grown Up
by Lord R.e. Taylor

You know Grandma
I always thought you were different from me
You know, kind of strait-laced
Prim and proper
I am so happy that you grew up
But you never really grew up
You decided to live life to its most
And be the real you
Kind of wild and free
Just the grown up you wanted to be

© Poem – XXX/I/MMXXV
LRET


 

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