BLAST OF THE PAST

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Every passing day, we simply Grow,

We become wiser and more we Know..

Each dawn or morning when the cock Crow,

We edge closer to maturity, then lose our Flow..

When we were little, we desire to become Older,

We measure our height against the wall or Boulder..

Want to be free and experience all adults go Through,

We say to ourselves: When I grow up, this is all I will Do..

So, when the teenage years hit, we feel fly and Alive,

Anticipating and wishing into adulthood we can Dive..

The fire of youthful exuberance kicking and nudging Us,

And the power of click or peer pressure, making it a Plus..

Then, adulthood strikes and looks like a different Story,

At first, it all feels like one propelled from grass to Glory..

But when reality flashes, most do wish to be young Again,

And all the memories of childhood we truly desire to Regain..

... So, if you can go back in time, what will you do??

... CHIEF LYRICIST™...

... ÖNKÖWÉ ÀÀRÁ™...

... a touch of mine ...

2nd December, 2022