Rosey Rosey Cheeks

Some days I feel I’m still a kid

With rosey rosey cheeks.

I haven't done too much adulting

In oh, some several weeks.

I laugh, I cry, I scream and shout

And life just passes by.

And only when the big things come

Do I need stop and sigh.

Like big thing one, starting college

And writing my first check.

Money takes such work to come by

Though I haven’t much left.

Like big thing two, losing grandpa

Half way through last school year. 

And now I visit that old farm

With quite a bit less cheer.

The big things are always coming

But when I do not know.

If there’s one thing that I have learned

Sometimes they help me grow.

I know that hard work is needed

If I want to succeed.

I put my best foot first in life

While pushing away greed.

I know many people love me.

On them I can depend.

So when I lose something I love,

My life, it will not end. 

So while I may not be a kid

With rosey rosey cheeks,

I can relax and enjoy life.

There’s more good than bad, it seems.

 

This poem is about: 
Me
My family

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