When I was a child
I spoke like a child
    and had to eat my peas.
But now that I've grown
I want it be known
    I eat just what I please.

Don't be alarmed
I mean no harm;
    I just want to be my own man.
When I want a drink
or to go off and think,
    I will; I shall: I can.

I still face the stress,
the pain and duress,
    enduring the day's strain and strife.
It's just that I've found
my own way around
    this dizzying maze we call life.

Text and image © 2012 by Dirk deVries. All rights reserved.