Welcome to Cozy Poetry Corner by Debra A Winter (Richter)

“From Childhood Roads to God’s Grown-up Loads”

In a world full of many tribulations and trials;

and many go-rounds with many miles;

We sometimes wonder – does it have stops?

Does life itself need traffic cops?

As a child, you think big and hope, and fly,

Wishing all the young wonders would go quickly by.

Wanting to be grown up and done with this and that,

Eat what you want, stay thin, and never get fat.

But as the world turns and time goes by;

Starting to see what growing up is, and sigh.

Is this what I had wished for when I was young?

Is this what I really said with my young tongue?

It was easy in those days when I could just play;

“Be home by suppertime,” Mom would say.

Playing outside, never worrying about bills,

When being sick, Mom had the right pills.

Life was so easy in this world, of trials,

When circuses were fun, and I remember the clown smiles.

Now that I’m all grown up, how things have changed —

Things are no longer easy; some are even strange.

Why and how did things go so fast?

I’ve grown up now, but the traffic cop didn’t last.

He must have died sometime along the way,

As this day of being older, it’s harder to play.

In this grown-up world it still has it’s downs,

and it certainly has too many go-rounds…

Sometimes now, I wonder when life will come to a stop —

Now, because God has already taken the traffic cop.