Growing Up Poem
A parent watching her child play notices his/her impatience at being "too small". She thinks to herself, "Don't throw that time away by wishing to be all grown up".
Being Too Small
©
Kirsty M. Brooks
As I watch you play,
I see in your eyes
The impatience of being too small.
Always wanting to be bigger,
Having what the other kids have.
Enjoy these times of being too small...
Having someone to give you a hand,
To pick you up when you fall.
Because before too long,
These days will be gone.
And all you'll have are the
Memories of being too small.
I see in your eyes
The impatience of being too small.
Always wanting to be bigger,
Having what the other kids have.
Enjoy these times of being too small...
Having someone to give you a hand,
To pick you up when you fall.
Because before too long,
These days will be gone.
And all you'll have are the
Memories of being too small.
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