Growth

Through days of demanding duty

And weeks of relentless fun,

Mature I felt a year ago

Now looks and feels so young.

 

In retrospect I do now see

What I was blind to then.

How careless and lazy could I be?

Improvements made like friends.

 

I'm careful now, and cautious too.

I work with trust and pride.

I persevere and carry through.

Horizon's broadened wide.

This poem is about: 
Me

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