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.”