Just another old scribbling

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I had my head in the clouds, never fearing a fall.
People sure talked loud, back when I knew it all.
But no one else knew what they were talking about.
At the age of sixteen, I had it all worked out.

The world was too dumb for us to see eye to eye.
I had to do some compromising as the years went by.
But man, I was cool and had fool-proof plans.
At the age of eighteen, I was finally a man.

Clouds over shadowed my day in the sun.
Things got a little brighter when I turned twenty one.
But I never did go the way they told me to go.
Little Mister Know-it-All sure learns slow.

It all turned around when I met the right girl.
Then came the babies and there was my world.
They helped me find the path that I never could reach.
Taught me lots of lessons that the years couldn't teach

Now, with my head held high and a right to stand tall
Mister Know-it-All knows that he knows nothing at all.

With the birth of the first, the lessons began.
Self examination of the soul of a man.
Praying for guidance around every turn.
Children often teach more than we care to learn.

They want to be just like me.
I need to bend and be more like them.

Sometimes it seems like it's not really clear,
just who really is the role model around here.

I'm somewhere between a wise man and a clown.
Trying hard to live up to all that they lay down.

They're setting the standards and I'm conquering the hills.

I've got some mighty little shoes to fill.

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