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.
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