Grown Up

journal and pen

I pour myself into poetry and prose
Instead of tight dresses and jeans
I write poems about sports and sweets
While staring into the bright eyes of the
Next generation
I no longer require
Clubs and loud music
Just a good book, an empty page
And a pen or two

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