DON’T RUSH

In this life that’s in the jet lane
all at top speed every day,
there’s no time to stop a moment
we’re hard pressed to even pray.

When we’re young, we just can’t wait
to be sixteen is our goal,
we want the rights of adults
to their ways we seek to mold.

Then on to twenty-one we strive
to be of legal age,
try all the vices out there
everything that’s all the rage.

When we approach our thirties
we do a double take,
stop in our tracks and take a look
just a moment contemplate.

Why did we wish our lives away
it was all so simple then,
with age comes responsibilities
our youth, to prepare for them.

Let all the little children
live their days of innocence,
to be free from care and worries
soon enough the years are spent.

Let them taste the goodness of God’s gifts
learn of His wonders that abound,
to run through fields of daisies
look for treasures all around.

To see their sweet scrubbed faces
is to look into their souls,
they’re the closest thing to angels
on this earth we can behold.

Margaret Rose Larrivee
Mar. 05, 2007