Growing Pangs

Young minds so fragile

future masterpieces

waiting to be cultivated

like unwritten poems.

Adolescent years a period of

intense growth physically,

and mentally.

Oft times emotionally

gripped with peer pressure

and laden with a plethora

of immense expectations.

Too much too soon can

fester mind-numbing, and

present lifetime challenges.

A few words of wisdom

 -author anonymous

“Mile by mile; it’s a trial

yard by yard, it’s hard;

but inch by inch, life’s a cinch.”

-Eugenia

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20 thoughts on “Growing Pangs

  1. This is Wonderful. AND…So true. Youth is in itself like a heavy metal concert. Filled with notes that defy logic but beat with a rhythm so beautiful, that the melody lingers for a lifetime.

    You totally captured what it felt like to be young. Thank you for that memory. For me, it was eons ago.(and yesterday in a way). But music and playing guitar back in the 60’s while writing poetic lyrics made the angst of youth empowering. Thanks so much for sharing this. I loved it. ❤️✌️

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    1. It was eons ago for me, as well. Music, especially the 60’s bring back great memories. I still love and listen to rock and roll – 60’s, 70’s, and 80’s. I’m glad you enjoyed my post.

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  2. Eugenia,

    The first poem is nice but I enjoyed the short one just below it, especially the line which says…”Mile by Mile, it’s a trial”. That’s how I feel lots of time! Have a good week, my friend.

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