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Array ( [sid] => 182329 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => To All the Grown Up Children [time] => 2015-12-21 03:19:20 [hometext] => Would you do your life over? [bodytext] => The magic of childhood is in their denying;
(Youth doesn’t know that it is defying;
Knots that will take a lifetime untying).

Given the gift of an unwritten slate;
To write what they wish, before it’s too late.
They all speak their minds, unfettered and free;
Cloaked in convictions of how things should be.

Beneath their bravado a child lies uncertain;
Powerless, hiding behind ego’s curtain!

Youth owes to no one! And no one owes you!
No debts (and no leverage to make dreams come true).
Only when laden with trade-offs and barters;
Can we negotiate uncharted waters!

Absent of scars from the marks of life’s battles;
Beauty is all youth can offer as chattel.
Those who suspect that youth/'/s gifts may fade;
Are wont to choose camps before the charade;
Of eternal perfection begins to degrade.

If given a choice, would you rather stay;
Here with your wisdom in tattle tale grey?
Or take back your youth and lose all you know;
Hoping to reap so much more than you sow?

Your answer depends on your joy or your sorrow;
It changes today, and again on the morrow.
It/'/s part what you have; and part what you/'/re wanting.
Half golden future; Half dusty hauntings!

Lest we sit teetering here on the brink;
Perhaps life is wiser than most of us think;
For penning us all in indelible ink! [comments] => 7 [counter] => 239 [topic] => 60 [informant] => softerware [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => insomniac )

To All the Grown Up Children

Contributed by softerware on Monday, 21st December 2015 @ 03:19:20 AM in AEST
Topic: insomniac

The magic of childhood is in their denying;
(Youth doesn’t know that it is defying;
Knots that will take a lifetime untying).

Given the gift of an unwritten slate;
To write what they wish, before it’s too late.
They all speak their minds, unfettered and free;
Cloaked in convictions of how things should be.

Beneath their bravado a child lies uncertain;
Powerless, hiding behind ego’s curtain!

Youth owes to no one! And no one owes you!
No debts (and no leverage to make dreams come true).
Only when laden with trade-offs and barters;
Can we negotiate uncharted waters!

Absent of scars from the marks of life’s battles;
Beauty is all youth can offer as chattel.
Those who suspect that youth/'/s gifts may fade;
Are wont to choose camps before the charade;
Of eternal perfection begins to degrade.

If given a choice, would you rather stay;
Here with your wisdom in tattle tale grey?
Or take back your youth and lose all you know;
Hoping to reap so much more than you sow?

Your answer depends on your joy or your sorrow;
It changes today, and again on the morrow.
It/'/s part what you have; and part what you/'/re wanting.
Half golden future; Half dusty hauntings!

Lest we sit teetering here on the brink;
Perhaps life is wiser than most of us think;
For penning us all in indelible ink!

Copyright Â© softerware ... [ 2015-12-21 03:19:20]
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Re: To All the Grown Up Children (User Rating: 1 )
by Invierno on Monday, 21st December 2015 @ 08:41:35 AM AEST
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A very insightful look at a topic I/'/ve spent much thought on. So well done, friend.

To borrow from a fellow of keenest wit, (a real Wilde child) "Youth is wasted on the young".

Glad to be back on here.

Invierno

Re: To All the Grown Up Children (User Rating: 1 )
by ming on Monday, 21st December 2015 @ 11:39:04 AM AEST
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Great read. This brought to me many thoughts. Which in my mind, deems it excellent! Dye the grey write whatever! I/'/m old and follow nothing. :) 2nd childhood? Maybe...

ming

Re: To All the Grown Up Children (User Rating: 1 )
by xHeathenx on Monday, 21st December 2015 @ 03:40:47 PM AEST
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Ah youth. The time in which I had been less contemplative, and less than informed or intelligent, yet much more free-spirited and impulsive. I think going back, with the lessons and information I/'/ve learned, and starting fresh would be fantastic, but unfortunately we can/'/t do such a thing. I envy you, oh immortal jellyfish.
(It can actually reverse aging at will!)

-Mark

(P.s. been wondering where you/'/ve been!)

Re: To All the Grown Up Children (User Rating: 1 )
by Beyfoxman5 on Tuesday, 22nd December 2015 @ 08:18:30 AM AEST
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May we all have this perspective. Well penned.

Fox

Re: To All the Grown Up Children (User Rating: 1 )
by JamesStockdale on Tuesday, 22nd December 2015 @ 02:28:47 PM AEST
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So well thought out and written.
I expected nothing less of course. I really liked this as it captured my attention and echoed my own thoughts. Again you/'/re amazing.

James

Re: To All the Grown Up Children (User Rating: 1 )
by Former_Member on Tuesday, 22nd December 2015 @ 03:19:21 PM AEST
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// In answer to your author/'/s note: No. For every wish granted there is a trade off, that may change things and makes it worse. Even with the pain it sometimes causes, it makes me what I am. That very last stanza is a very very wise metaphor!!! Thankies. Tim //

Re: To All the Grown Up Children (User Rating: 1 )
by unknown_utopia on Thursday, 24th December 2015 @ 01:06:11 AM AEST
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Great topic great poem

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