For my boys. Growing up is hard to do.
When you were ten
you couldn’t wait
to be grown up
and stay up late.
To meet a girl
and have a date.
To drive a car
and leave the state.
It seemed unfair
you had to wait
to know your future,
seal your fate.
You wished for freedom
to come and go
and do new things,
Be in the know.
It finally happened
not long ago.
You reached the age
you were free to go.
It didn’t take long
for you to see
that freedom has
an equal fee.
For along with freedom
to live and be
comes
Responsibility.
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