Growing up is such a hard thing to do
They don't understand what you're going through
They don't remember the hurt or pain
They can't see where the scars will remain
They tell us love will come again
It really doesn't mater to them
It's only 'puppy love' from their point of view
If only they realized, this love is true
I can't wait for the day I am grown
When my life is my own

Growing (cont)

Growing up is such a hard thing to do
They don't understand what you're going through
You try to protect them from the hurt and pain
To save them from making your mistakes again
If only they'd listen to your words and believe
Your intentions are loyal, not meant to deceive
You smile and remember your first beau
The pain has lessened now, time has made it so
I hope I never fail in making you see
I do remember how it use to be

Growing (cont)

Growing old is such a hard thing to do
They don't understand what you're going through
They can't feel the aches and pains
Or comprehend the stress and strain
You look back to the time when you were young
And smile with pride at all you have done
Your baby girl is all grown
And has three boys of her own
The years flew by and now I can see
Just how hard growing can be

© Copyright 2008 L. A. Anglin