We are made up of 10,000 things
All of our experience that still rings
I am a boy playing Cowboys in my backyard
And a teenage listening to all the Rock hard
I am a young man with a twinkle in my eye
Trying to catch a pretty girl's glance as she walks by
I am a father now holding tight
A bundle of new life as a parent might
I am now middle aged and looking a bit worn
Looking back on my life from my first day born
I think that satisfaction for my own judgement
Weighing the good with the bad as it will ferment
© Paul Warren Poetry
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