I recently turned sixty.
I think that means, "I'm old."
My grandkids often tell me,
Although they have been told
That it is 'rude' to say such things.
But they will never grieve it --
They tell me what they see, and I
Can either take or leave it.
The third one is afraid of dreams,
The second one, of storms;
The first one's kind of come to terms
With where he is, re: norms --
And there's a fourth one, and a fifth
That should be here, next month:
I guess I wanted grandkids,
And now, I have a bunch.
And dreams, and storms, and norms are all
Quite lethal -- things to fear --
And so, I rather sympathize,
Because, beneath veneer
Of youthful innocence, we find
Emotion, thought, illusion --
In other words, our kids are
Everything that means