COMING OF AGE

Twenty one years of it;
I thought you might cry enough
You know – the tough gets going
When the going gets tough

But not a bit of it;
We are still going strong
I have wronged you on and off
But you have righted all the wrong

I hope you never get sick of it;
That love will carry you on
Me? I’m already in the thick of it
Clearing the path for another twenty one!