In youth we danced beneath the sunlit sky,
With dreams as wild as currents in the sea,
But time unfolds and bids our spirits fly,
We learn of choices, each with its decree.
The world, now vast, demands a grownup’s eye,
Responsibilities and duties plea,
Yet in the heart, the child still wanders free,
A blend of old and new in harmony.
The laughter fades, replaced by weighty sighs,
Yet knowledge blooms where innocence once bloomed,
Each lesson learned, a thread that softly ties
Our past to future paths, where hopes are groomed.
With every step, we seek the truth that lies
In wisdom’s arms, where we are still consumed,
For though we age, that spark will never die,
The grownup heart still yearns, still dreams, and zooms.
MAD Missy 😠
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