I know about life the joy, laughter and tears
And the scourge of addiction the phobias and fears
People can change over time i've known silly young dears
To grow into graceful young women over a period of years
And i have known men arrogant and rude in their youth and prime
Who have become nice to know people over a decade of time
And i have known some nice in their young years to leave themselves down
By joining the ranks of the ratbags of the town
We do learn from living as some like to say
But with everyone it does not seem this way
For the better or worse as we age we do change
And to say the least most of us in our ways strange
We are what we are that is how it seems to be
And you in your thinking quite different to me
How boring we would be if we all were the same
Variety is the spice of life for want of a better name.
Saturday, May 18, 2013
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