We know how you see us
Grey hair or none at all
Wrinkles and age spots
Full of aches and pains
Endless repetition
Of boring stories
Told a million times
But, we used to be like you
Young and vibrant
Whole life ahead
No idea of mortality
If not exactly the same
We had similar problems
Similar dreams and goals
We rebelled against our parents
We coped with peer pressure
We faced hormones
And all they brought us
We hated school
We were bullied
We loved to sleep late
Our music mystified our elders
We dressed like tramps
Our hair was a disgrace
We know what you think
Since we thought the same
No, we've not forgotten
What it is like to be young
We've just lived through it
To be what you see now
But we never forget
We used to be like you.
Frank VanHoose
June 17,2014
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