I Guess, This Is Growing Up Poem by Charles Kanyuga

I wondered how all would be that are
I was curious about now
Thing that are how they happen
I guess, this is growing up

Now I understand that time and chances happen to all
Whether king or ruled
Time is freely given
I guess, this is growing up

Nothing at all happens by mistake
All things are laid bare
We make choices and rules our destiny
This too, is growing up

And when you are ready to leave
Your fruit will be evident
Whether lazy and foolish Or wise and fullish
You had all the the time under the sun to grow up