Why Grow Up

 Why Grow Up?

Why grow up, when it was magic to be small,
When laughter lived freely in each tiny call?
When pockets held marbles, dreams, and bits of sky,
And every “tomorrow” waited just nearby.
Days were simple, hearts were light,
Friendships bloomed in pure delight.
No careful words, no guarded fears,
Just honest joy and playful tears.

Friends were home, a constant stay,
Unconditional love in every way.
No calendars, no race, no role—
Just shared secrets and a united soul.
Now time runs fast, and we run too,
Chasing goals we barely knew.

Friendship waits at the end of the line,
While life ticks on in strict design.
Smiles grow formal, talks grow rare,
“Someday” replaces “I am here.”
Friends drift softly, out of view,
Until strangers stand where once friends grew.
Oh childhood days, so warm, so true,
How I long to walk back into you.
Why grow up, when it was kinder to stay
In that simple, joyful, honest way? 🌼

Nandini