How did I grow up?
Defining time was first,
asking the length of the year.
Against the window as rain burst,
time became the endless frontier.
Turning five a sublime delight,
thrilled to become a Kindergartener.
A third brother is born and quite the sight,
I retire from being the youngest daughter.
A little more self control,
unnamed hormones were aflame.
To education I enroll,
the whole of my cerebral mainframe.
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