Thrill Of Aging

Thrill Of Aging

A Poem by -Glasses.Classic.
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People believe growing up is something to dread. I'll prove you wrong.

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 Fifteen years and then some.

 Waiting.

 8:00 a.m.

 

 Nostrils flaring from anxiety.

 The tension in muscles cramping for a brake.

 Flow of traffic.

 Three hours, pure outright joy.

 Finally.

 Finally 

           the adrenaline of what is commonly done.

 A simple pleasure I find.

 In what others say is a waste of time.

 

 Clearly I'm over reacting.

 

 


© 2010 -Glasses.Classic.



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Author's Note

-Glasses.Classic.
I started driving after my long procrastination.
Oh how I've waited for the simple pleasure's of the adult world.

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lol, adorable. Love seeing the young mind flirt with maturity. This write is just a delight to read and recaptures the thrill of the ordinary....such sweet memories. Jolly well done!!

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Added on April 17, 2010
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Tags: Aging, Glee, Slice Of Life.