It’s difficult I know to see

When you’re only turning three

That life though difficult at times

Is not just filled by nursery rhymes.

Then as time goes quickly by

Sometimes laughter sometimes sigh

Growing through those teenage years

Full of self doubt and self fears.

But as I reach my senior years

I wonder at those early fears

For all those worries now have passed

And I can be at peace at last.

JPOET7 ( @wordverse.me )