Ah how we wee children grow

From talk of which schools to choose
Which books to read
To which houses to buy
To the families we hope to build
To the families already started and soon to be built

From shy ambition and budding wanderlust
To full blown false egos and overflowing self importance
From uncertain wants
To certain demands and expected obeyance

From carefree words
To careful words
From open minds
To hidden meanings
How we wee children grow

Is it any wonder
I often prefer the company of simple people of simple minds
Who speak the truth of their minds
And know not of games and deceit ?