As you grow older your life starts to change
Nap time becomes exam time
and I find it strange
How one day your have not a care in the world
But the next you are panicking because of all you've been told
The stresses of life can't be handled by few
So when they are struggling to learn something new.
Remember your life in a small nursery, the chaos it used to hold
When you can't sleep, turn a light on
You’re never too old to draw with crayons.
Feb 10, 2014
Feb 10, 2014 at 12:57 PM UTC
As you grow older your life starts to change
Nap time becomes exam time
and I find it strange
How one day your have not a care in the world
But the next you are panicking because of all you've been told
The stresses of life can't be handled by few
So when they are struggling to learn something new.
Remember your life in a small nursery, the chaos it used to hold
When you can't sleep, turn a light on
You’re never too old to draw with crayons.
Prompt: Write a poem including the line, “You’re never too old to draw with crayons.”
