Asper Reynolds

Being An Adult - Poem by Asper Reynolds

As an adult I have made enemies of things that were my friends
For instance there was a time when I loved to jump on beds
In school at lunch I could fit my whole lunch in my milk straw
I used to never flinch away from eating cookies raw
When life got hard I would climb in a cupboard and pretend to be a bear
For excitement I would slide in hamper down the stairs
But now I’m grown and when my kids do the same things I ruin all their fun
I worry about them cracking their heads so I tell them when they’re done
Replacing stained clothes is expensive and spoiled dinners are a pain
So I’ve turned in my childhood and flushed it down the drain

Comments about Being An Adult by Asper Reynolds

  • Gold Star - 18,825 Points Amitava Sur (6/2/2014 10:13:00 PM)

    A beautiful poem remembering the past, loved that dilemma when found the children of yours are paying you back the same coins what you used once. (Report) Reply

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  • Gold Star - 8,689 Points Herbert Guitang (4/24/2014 8:50:00 AM)

    A very lovely and beautiful poem.
    Very flowing (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Monday, February 17, 2014

Poem Edited: Tuesday, February 18, 2014

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