I wonder how I ever survived
The ordeal of growing up
Things that I thought were normal
Are considered taboo, corrupt
I rode my bike with no helmet
Wore no seat belts in a car
Caught rides with strangers
Shared drinks from a dirty jar
I shot my BB gun, no goggles
Climbed trees, no safety belt
Played for hours, no supervision
Suffered bruises, cuts, and welts
I endured something called puberty
Had bouts with horrible acne
Grew hair in private places
That is no one’s business but me
I was bullied in grade school
Tried and failed at sports
Struggled thru high school years
Dreaded the card called report
Growing up was an adventure
Parts of it I would like to forget
Now I’ve grown and lived thru it
My childhood was good, no regrets
The Hoosier Wordsmith contains short stories and poetry pertaining to life’s experiences and trials. The content contains varying subject matter from humor, satire, patriotism and God’s everlasting love.
Tuesday, June 21, 2022
GROWING UP
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