The quicker you take off <br />The harder life will pull. <br />Then thrust you into reality <br />Just to make you feel <br />Like you've broken every rule. <br /> <br />You'll certainly land harder <br />Regetting every mistake. <br />Passing by all the places <br />You were comfortable <br />Where first you decided to race. <br /> <br />You'll think how nice it was <br />Before you really left home. <br />You'll think deeply and realize <br />Things weren't so bad <br />Before you thought you were grown. <br /> <br />Doesn't it disturb us <br />When we take notice <br />At some mistakes we've made. <br />But look how blessed we are <br />For still the way was paved. <br /> <br />Paved by those with experience <br />Whose deep wisdom <br />They tried to pass on. <br />But no we didn't listen <br />We thought that they were wrong. <br /> <br />Now we will have our turn <br />To teach the younger ones. <br />Just get yourself ready <br />For you need to be prepared <br />For a trip thats lots of fun. <br /> <br />This is Grown Folks Stuff <br />Please children laugh and play. <br />Because the more you enjoy your youth. <br />The less pain we grown folks <br />Will have to face. <br /> <br />All of this philosophy <br />Started by parents who are gone. <br />They started out like us <br />Wanting to be independent <br />And completely on their own. <br /> <br />The thing thats so bewildering <br />That no person seems to know. <br />Is how life converses with you <br />But after you've decided to go.<br /><br />Cecelia Weir<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/grown-folks-stuff/
