An Ode to Adulthood 

Being an adult, I’ve noticed that I don’t have time for the things I used to do when I was younger. Coloring and writing poetry, to name a few. Sliding on slides and swinging on swings, to name a few more. 

So, I thought maybe it’s time I did those things again. But as an adult. Especially poetry. 

Let’s try it. 

An Ode to Adulthood

Wait. 

Why am I so tired?

I barely did anything tod–

But I did write 3 emails

And received 10 more

That I’m now anxious about answering. 

And I did get up

For a drink, for a walk, for a deep breath 

For a return to normalcy. 

And I did clean my desk

Because I was tired of looking at 

Clutter. And then 

I made a list of all the things I had to do

After I get home from work.

And I am tired

Of being an adult.