Image: Fighting to Preserve theirTurfs (here)
Gingerly he stepped forward
Steps he took with measured ease
Never thought it was a reward
Doing adult things as they please
Growing up was not easy
Youngsters craved independence
Rules were broken readily
Elders considered a nuisance
Frank's at d'Verse's - Quatrain
Each generation try to push and pull in their own way.
ReplyDeleteThere is hope for the next generation! Sometimes hard to believe when I look at my one son, so thanks for the encouragement!
ReplyDeleteGood perspective on different age groups in the last stanza each with its own longings.
ReplyDeleteEvery generation the same. Nothing new under the sun. Nice poem!
ReplyDeleteGood one, Hank!
ReplyDeleteEach generation has to learn and test the boundaries. It has been happening since the beginning of time.
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