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Middle Age

Miidle age is when your children are no longer
Friends but critics, stern of faces and severe with
their toungue
It's the time when like pupae they burst
their cocoons and
Emerge in harsh adult glory
and they no longer
Need you except for serving tea and for
Closthes,but you need them all the same,
and badly too so
That when left alone, you touch their books and things, and
Weep a little secretly....
Middle age is when you son to whom
you sent,
Once upon a time, the squirrel's invitation
to their
Jungle-feast,writing in golden ink and
It at night, turns round in digust,crying,
you have lived
In a dream world all your life,It's time to
Wake up.Mother,
You are no longer so young you know.