The young, fledgling child
Tests wings and parents’ patience
With uncaring joy
The maturing child
Sees parents growing smarter
With each passing year
The aging child learns
Parents will now burden him
As he once did them
The dying child knows
The road he now slowly walks
Is his parents' road
Turn, turn and you’ll hear
The world we knew as children
Crying in the dust
Tests wings and parents’ patience
With uncaring joy
The maturing child
Sees parents growing smarter
With each passing year
The aging child learns
Parents will now burden him
As he once did them
The dying child knows
The road he now slowly walks
Is his parents' road
Turn, turn and you’ll hear
The world we knew as children
Crying in the dust