Growing Up

Growing Up short poem

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I can remember when I was 5,
A time in my life where I would thrive,
I’d got so big I could go to school,
I tried to be good, not break the rules.

I can remember when I was 8,
To be 8 and a half I couldn’t wait,
I found it hard to keep inside,
I just wanted to burst with pride.

I can remember when I was 12,
Into hormones I began to dwelve,
I’d slam the doors, run to my room,
Then come back out smiling soon.

I can remember when I was 20,
Mistakes, well I had made plenty,
I had my hopes and I had my dreams,
I began to realise what life means.

I can remember when I was 50,
On my feet I was pretty nifty,
I no longer cared what others thought,
I pleased myself, the freedom it brought.

I don’t think I remember when I was 70,
They tell me memories I have plenty,
I’ve lost my marbles, old age did bring,
Now I cannot remember anything!!

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Dr. K.S. Bhardwaj
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Good, accurate and interesting account of life journey Angela McCrimmon. Happy new year 2016.

John Steven Amburgey
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loved it still in my 50’s and still growing up great work

Vijayant Mehla
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so beautifully written !

Randall Smith
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Angela, I loved this except for the ending. I am over 70 and every day I remember something that brings a smile or a tear. And now with grandchildren I have someone to tell my stories to again.

Raghavendran Ramachandra Rao
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A very fine poem recollecting every stage of life and recapitulating the activities that went with that age. Being myself at seven and seventy, l can very well relate to your experiences, You have summed up very well in the last stanza.

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