Free Verse: Growing Up

One of you couldn’t make it alone so it was up to the

Two of you to make it together. But

Three in the morning isn’t the time

For you to high-

Five over your wondrous

Six year old dreams that got lost on the days you turned

Seven when things were more simple and

Eight balls were the things you didn’t want to sink in pool and

Nine was the age we longed to be because everyone said the next

Ten years were to make us bitter.

Eleven days would pass in between seeing our friends and
Twelve months started to seem short.
Thirteen times the pain we felt when we were
Fourteen and our hearts were broken by bad grades and boys who were
Fifteen was the worst age, not yet able to escape to
Sixteen miles away from where you grew up,