Thursday, April 9, 2009

What I knew, What I Thought, What I know

When I was one, I knew nothing, my body did the work by rote.

When I was two, I knew twice as much, of this I make note.

When I was three, I probably knew everything, I was me.

Being four, a snowball of learning, I knew so much more.

At the age of five, getting into such, I was probably talking too much.

Six, a wondrous age, first grade, made me a sage.

Seven, an age of knowing, The world around me growing.

Eight, the wonders of it all, growing, growing tall.

Nine, learning without trying, About life, and about dieing.

Ten, an age to behold, Not so young, not so old.

Eleven, was, I expect, was of me and for me, I suspect.

Twelve, a dozen years, The years of childish tears.

Thirteen, twixt and between, No longer a child, not yet a teen.

Fourteen, wow, the years are flowing, This I'm knowing.

Fifteen, feeling like I know a lot, I think, but really know not.

(The more I know the more I don't know)

Sixteen years, oh the youth's joy, So close a man, yet still a boy.

(First date)

venteen, seventeen, dating time, Takes money, don't have a dime.

Eighteen, could be called a man, To do a man's work, don't know if I can.

(High School graduation)

Nineteen, gotta get better learning, Get a job, need to do some earning.

Twenty, no longer twix or tween, To be twenty, no longer a teen.

Twenty one, have to be, Responsible for all of me.

(Marriage, parenthood)

The twenties make way for thirties, The thirties make way for the forties.

The years have past, now the fifties have been, In the mirror, I see they have fled the scene.

(Grand-parenthood and retirement)

Sixty, that was three score to be, now the three score has passed me.

(Great-grand-parenthood)

Now the seventies are nearing, making the past three score, endearing.

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