Where's he gone now, mom? - Don't ask me. <br />The last I knew - he was having his tea. <br />Where's he gone now, mom? - in his room I guess. <br />On his computer... or just making a mess. <br />His music's so loud, I hardly can hear, <br />You know - I'm sure he's deaf in one ear. <br />He spends hours on the phone, or down at the gym, <br />Have you seen lately, the size of him? ? <br />His clothes just don't fit, they all seem so small. <br />I just can't believe how he's growing so tall. <br />Where's he gone now, mom? <br />Has he come home from school? <br />He's no longer with us - you silly old fool! <br />He's got him a woman, this nest he has flown. <br />He's happily married - with kids of his own... <br />The phone is so quiet now, - time goes so slow. <br />Where's he gone now, mom? <br />I really don't know.....<br /><br />Charles Reginald Simpson<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/ode-to-the-teenager/
