Maturity Poem by John Bannister Tabb

Maturity



Talk not of childhood's thoughtless joy!
I would not be again a boy
For all that boyhood brings;
The callow fledgling in the nest
Is not of birds supremely blest
As he that soars and sings.

Wednesday, September 1, 2010
Topic(s) of this poem: birds,childhood,joy
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