These Are My JOTtings, Part #2

Turning Twenty-One

Turning twenty-one, you see,
time to drink or not.
Happy now to be so free
when drinking, there’s “forgot.”

Turning twenty-one, what else?
The big Adult adult.
No one can look down on this age,
and here we will exult.

This person's twenty-one fore’er,
until they're twenty two,
but age we quickly over there,
until The Lord says, “Through.”

Turning twenty-one, of truth?
My baby, yesterday.
This growing wonder from their youth
doth love to sing and play!

Turning twenty-one, I know.
I’m older it doth seem.
I’m proud of thee, whose beauty grows.
Thus in my eyes the gleam.

Turning twenty-one, today,
that little child no more,
but as you grow do Christ obey,
“I’m joyful in His store.”

Turning twenty-one, I’m glad.
We are truly blest.
When you step out, I’ll be sad,
but glad I did invest.

by Jay O’Toole
on September 12th, 2024