What do you want to be
When you grow up?
A hundred times over the question was posed:
Batman, Superman, super-heroes saving the world
Tarzan, wild and free, swinging from tree to tree
A wild west Indian or jousting knight
In time, I became more realistic
A cop or farmer like my folks
A nurse to cure grandma; a vet to heal my beloved pets;
An Olympic equestrian at one with my horse
Somehow, somewhere, folks have failed to ask
A much more pertinent question to the youth of our world:
Who do you want to be, when you are grown?
How will the measure of you stand up?
The WHO is so entrenched within the what
The desire to make a difference wrapped up in all the fantasies
That the superhero within us all
Often lays sadly forgotten on the edges of one’s life path
Regis
nice work on this thought...
enjoyed your work on this piece...
.....Art Sun.....
Blessings,
Joyce B.
Hugs, Laura
Elizabeth
Fee
So affecting, so t r u e to life. T h a n k. y o u, Karen, my
friend, t h a n k. y o u. xo ily xo! 'Pea'
A much more pertinent question to the youth of our world:
Who do you want to be, when you are grown?
How will the measure of you stand up?
Quite profound, Karen.
Anyone can be a super hero but it really takes someone special to be oneself. Peace and Blessings to You Always, Paul.
Sage
Love,
Eileen