Middle children it would seem
Are fence sitters even in their dreams
And when they need to decide
What is best in life's eternal ride
The pressure builds and the brow sweats
How will it be as they ante up the bets
We well considered middle children all do know
What matters most is the equilibrium remains to show.
© Paul Warren Poetry
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Great ode to middle children Paul and very well written!