I once was, young, small.

I wasn't very tall.

I always knew santa wasn't a myth .

Back at the age I had a lisp.

When I packed my first folder 

I knew I was getting older. 

Off to first, as my mother's emotions burst.

Play time was always my favorite time.

Then to second.

It was time to prove my worth.

It was all fun and games until the teacher checked-in

for a story about a chicken and the earth.

Then skipped my way to third.

We traded colourful erasers for some 

pull-back racers. And a few toy birds.

Made my way to fourth, I wasn't the little fish of the pond anymore.

I knew my direction was heading north,

as I flew through the year and walked out the elementary doors.

 

Off to middle school, when I packed my first locker,

I knew I was getting older,

I still loved to play soccer, but many kids gave it the cold shoulder.

Then to fifth, At that age I learned Santa Clause was a myth.

That was the last year we got Halloween Candy,

but all those treats on the bus ride came in handy.

Moving up to sixth, I knew what lied ahead for my future, and I said

"I could get this" 

The book, Jason's gold never got old, and from the start

his dog always lived long in my heart.

Advancing to seventh, we were getting up there, 

and school seemed to become a little more unfair.

Especially in Gym, while playing prisoner ball,

I could never seem to get off the wall.

 Moved along to eighth, the long end of the road for middle school,

yea, some things were cool, but it all went by so fast.

 

Then to the final destination, high school, I was finally in the biggest lake,

I knew I wasn't ready for a break,

and I was going to be the beholder the next challenge of my life. 

I knew I was getting older.

Freshman year, boy was I filled with a ton of fear,

many older kids, and even some young adults who acted like pigs.

First year of varsity soccer was fun, my team would always work hard

and clench some victories, it was fine because I always sat the bench.

Sophomore year was another fast year,

because there were more classes to choose from, 

and more to be amused from. 

Junior year, I played a full eighty minutes a game in soccer, 

and I've even learned how to drive my own car. 

Then off to be the biggest fish in the ever so shrinking pond, 

Senior year, it would be time for me to almost correspond to the real world.

But, the future still lies ahead,

and I'm just waiting for the flow of my life to be lead.

 

As time went on, I've created many bonds, friends, 

I would never hope to have the good times end. 

And when you have to say goodbye to a massive chunk of your

life to move on to the next. You'll be perplexed by how fast it went.

And soon, I'd be off in the real world with college just around the corner,

my dad would have to often probably warn her,

that everythings going to be okay, that today is only another day,

and I would have told her.

I know I was getting older.