Growing Up Poem by St.Claire Redwood
Growing Up
What does the laughing child
know of growing up;
the pain of first love
rejected?
The heartache of losing
a loved one
and learning to live with emptiness?
Finding money to meet the bills
and worrying about the situation
politically?
Not knowing the cure for the ills
of a very sick world,
corrupt with power and hate;
yet trying to make it a place
for your children to live
and you to die?
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