Adolescence Poem I will think of the time when I was younger,But for those days I do not hunger, I do not wish to be that small, I am happy right now being tall, Even though I loved my toys, I am glad I am no longer a little boy. Others are Reading The Mother Pusher My Soul Laments Posted by john in Prose Tweet People Who Read This Also Read: Remember Journey of a Thousand Steps – Step Two: I Sell My Soul to a Devil An Old Man Went Before Heaven Teach Property Investing to Kids Leave a Reply Cancel reply Your email address will not be published. Required fields are marked *Comment Name * Email * Website Prove You\'re Human * 3 + = nine