Can't escape your age

There’s no Escaping Age.

By Sis Unsworth

Why is it when they say my age, it makes me feel so mad?

For I am independent, you think they would be glad.

My families so protective, they never let me be,

I wish I could escape from them and just have one day free.

They always talk about me, like I wasn’t there,

they also start to panic if I go near to a stair.

I know my legs are not that strong they wobble now and then,

But if I do fall over, they pick me up again.

However, I am kept with them because I’m of an age,

I really want to venture out and make the world my stage.

I’d love to go out on my own, and wander for a bit,

the other day I did escape and they near had a fit!

When they treat me like a baby, it puts me in a rage,

One day I hope they realise and appreciate my age.

It makes me so impatient but there’s nothing I can do,

They even tuck me in at night and take me to the loo.

When I go in the garden they watch that I don’t fall

but I know there’s a step out there, just by a hard brick wall.

They even think that I can’t wipe my own food off my face.

I find it so embarrassing it is a real disgrace.

The other day they told me off and said I shouldn’t moan

But they can turn the telly on, and they’re always on the phone.

The way they often treat me, I hear some children laugh,

I’m not a little baby, I’m almost two & a half!

Copyright Sis Unsworth