Down inside this grownup <br />lives the child that used to be. <br />When I look in my mirror, <br />she stares right back at me. <br /> <br />Now that I’m a grownup, <br />it’s an older face I see, <br />but the child’s still there, just hiding, <br />way down deep inside of me. <br /> <br />Sometimes we work together, <br />that little girl and me. <br />She comes up from her hiding place <br />and we write poetry. <br /> <br />I like being grownup <br />and I wouldn’t wanna swap. <br />Well... maybe a little younger face <br />with no grey hair on top.<br /><br />C.J. Heck<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-child-within-children/
