1635 – Eleven Feels Taller

You Can’t Turn Eleven

I say, dear son, with deep regret:
You cannot turn eleven yet.

I’ve checked the list, and checked again,
Of things you should’ve done at ten
And found some tasks you’ve left undone.
You’re ten again, not double-one.

“What tasks?” you ask.
I’ll never say.
So ten, dear son, you’re gonna stay.

Author: Samuel Kent

I'm a dad who wants to share his labor of love with the world. I also happen to be an award-winning artist and poet. Follow the lunchbox doodles and poems on twitter: @LunchboxDoodler! View all posts by Samuel Kent