Uh oh...

I wrote this poem 16 years ago...

They

Eat your vegetables they say,

Do it now and the right way,

Sometimes they puzzle me,

They do not wish to climb a tree,

They say do this --- they say do that,

They say wipe your feet on the mat,

Sometimes I wonder if they know

How much these things really show,

They do not like to jump and play,

They always see a different way,

Once they were as young as me,

That seems very hard to be,

But even harder for me to say,

One day I'll be as old as they!