Some Things Come with Age

Before zookeeper, astronaut, athlete, or teacher,
I had another idea of what my future would hold.
It was less of a career and more of a feature
I decided I wanted before I grew old.

When I grow up I’m going to be tall!
I’d announce as if I had the means.
Turns out I grew up to be quite small.
Picking pants is not the same as genes.

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3 comments

  1. LA · September 18, 2013

    Its been a long time since you’ve posted a poem! This one is so true for all of us I bet, I really could relate….very clever and entertaining!

  2. Celia · September 18, 2013

    Love this one, as always! You have the gift of words!

  3. LAA · October 9, 2013

    cant wait for more…hopefully soon

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