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I was once an infant


I was once an infant learning to be a toddler, I became a toddler being forced into being a girl, I became a girl pricy with my candy curls, My little candy curls got longer and turned into pony tails, I grew into a young lady while approaching from the teenager world, I grew wiser and smarter and learn a lot of leassons now today I am a woman isn't that a blessing!
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