When Will I Grow Up

When Will I Grow Up short poem

Uploaded by Delores Noal

Sitting in my room at night, having a drink and a cigarette
Wondering about my life so far, haven’t I grown up yet?

If I still like to do, all the things that I did
When I was younger and just someone else’s kid

Shouldn’t I be showing, some sign of maturity?
Doing the right thing and acting responsibly

Shouldn’t I be proud of all the things that I have done?
Some things that weren’t all that great and others that were fun

Staying outside to play in the rain, catching lightening bugs
Watching my children run home, to give me lots of hugs

Seeing them lying sleeping there, the keepers of my heart
For growing up I guess, I have had a good start

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Delores Noal

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Born in Michigan,1950 moved to California,1976 Have five children,16 grandkids,6 great grand kids Proffesional Chef and Kitchen manager work ihss for ex love to read,and love music
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