RoseAnn V. Shawiak
Young Grown-Up - Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak
Fishing, all important, using Daddy's lure.
Trying out being a grown-up, and not knowing the score.
Wanting to know what being grown up is all about, yet
not searching for it very far.
Because casting out his worm on a line, has become a
game upon his mind.
Taking notice of everything in sight, glad to be a child,
it's his favorite right.
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