As we age, drift apart, meet new people, go to new places and grow into our own skin – it’s nice to know sometimes, that some things don’t change…
When I was a child,
I talked like a child,
I thought like a child,
I reasoned like a child.
“When I became a man,
I put childish ways behind me.”
Except for cartoons, soap bubbles,
Rain puddles, pizza for breakfast,
Circus clowns, carnival rides,
Fun houses, puppy kisses,
Catching fireflies, leaf piles,
Hot chocolate after a snowball fight,
And warm hugs when tucked in at night.
Growing older may be inevitable,
But growing up is optional.
© 2005 by Robert E. Blackwell
*Images extracted from Young me Now me by Ze Frank