Life's Journey - The Years March Along Poem by Paul Warren

I am a tiny baby in my mother's fondling arms
Then a four year old child with my demands
It's my first day at school with a new school bag
At a Christmas Tree yelling for Santa what a wag

I am riding my bike yelling in quite a delight
Racing from the last day of school with all my might
At the beach with my brothers on a sunny day
Kicking the football at the oval end to end that way

I am a teenager rocking along to each new song
Wanting to find my way in this world to get along
Finding a job that I want to do was the next thing
As an adult moving ahead with some bells to ring

I am now someone's partner then a parent too
Making the sacrifices for family as time rushed through
Now I'm older with my last years marching on
Knowing that in the end I've done more than just get along.

© Paul Warren Poetry