Childhood Secrets Poem by Phil Soar

How long before a child can keep a secret?
How soon can tiny minds become corrupt?
How many tears will flow because they’re lying?
How long before the anger will erupt?
How many ways are there to say “I told you”?
How much of parents guidance will sink in?
How do you combat moral obligations?
How do you cope with that infantile grin?
How long before your patience breaks its limit?
How will you handle all the flack and tension?
Take this advice and just accept the process
They’ll be keeping secrets after you have drawn a pension.