I came across this terrific poem. Hope you will enjoy it as much as I do.
I'm a little boy stuck inside a man's body.
I wonder how those around me got to be so old.
They are all adults who are raising children,
Or worse have raised children,
Or worse are raising grand-children,
How did they get to be so old?
I'm a little boy stuck inside a man's body.
My hair is graying, my body's aching.
My back refuses to lift heavy items.
My arms complain when I use them.
My feet are no longer swift.
How did my body get to be so old?
I'm a little boy stuck inside a man's body.
I still play with little ones and try to have fun,
But I get tired and must rest while they still go.
Yet, I'm the one they desire to chase;
I'm the one who's expected to be better and faster, but I'm not.
How did I get to be so slow?
I'm a little boy stuck inside a man's body.
I'd rather have fun than responsibilities.
I'm amazed at the things expected of me now.
I still think those around me are much more wise,
And yet I'm surprised when they ask me advice.
How do people miss seeing the boy I am?
Written by -Melphleg
Tags: Little Boy
