Babies growing up
grown
Babies growing up
grown
Too much sugar
for a spoon
Too much sugar
for a spoon
Children of the world
now it seems
they have to be grown
way too soon
babies growing up grown
Little boy blue
grown as he can be
Sometimes I think
that he may be more
grown than me
Rain turn to sleet
and its slick in the street
Summer is gone
and winter has come
Babies growing up
grown!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem