When we grow up

When I grow up,

can I get a chance of listening to those bed-time stories my mother once told?

When I grow up,

will I happen to hug my playful brother again?

When I grow up,

will I treat my old friends like I did before?

When I grow up,

my father will be too old to drive me to the fair, won't he?

And when I grow up,

will my family still be there every time I drop?

My life changes over time. I realise that I'm indeed growing up, and that any thing can happen without a sign. Perhaps all I can do now is striving to hold my beloveds. You should do that, too, for we're all growing up!

Miss my family...