Growing up again… at 55!

 I was young and I was free 

All of Texas to roam 

Long hair, barefoot, living large

Didn’t even own a comb

Of  a sudden I’m 25

Married, overseas

Have a house now, mortgage,babies

Boss and wife to please

It all happened fast, adult at last 

Like someone snapped their finger 

Guess God knows best, More’n all the rest 

He knows how lads can linger 

A day in time, a rhythmic rhyme 

They too go hand in Hand 

I’m suiting up, I’m cutting hair 

I’m breaking up the band 

To work I go, twas time to grow 

Up from boy to man 

Now looking back, clear as white on black 

Handwriting’s in His hand

Grow up I did, to man from kid 

Done  all the adult stuff 

Done seen and heard, first worm, now bird 

This world’s flippin hard and tough 

Thought it may be like valleys and peaks 

Where life was all good or all bad 

Adult firing on all fronts, sees life all happens at once 

Like train tracks, part happy, part sad

Happy trumps sad, joy buries bad

I’m older, I’m healing, I thrive 

No reason to hide, interesting ride

Growing up again at 55.