When I was young, I thought as a child,
as I grew my perspective changed;
Now Im cold where I used to be loving;
my priorities have been rearanged.
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I think we get cynical as we age. I saw that in my parents and sometimes see it in myself. We become less tolerant with time. I guess we just have to look for the beauty in life and in others. You put your thoughts down perfectly in this poem. Warm Wishes, Marilyn
I'm with My friend Thad on this one, I think I'm more relaxed now than I ever was as a child, Maybe it's that the inner child must learn wisdom first... Andrew 10