Now
Every birthday of the past, held anticipation of simply being an older age
Day by day wondering of the woman I would grow up to be
I grow by the second knowing that the now brings out the best in me
Am I wrong? The now can bring out the best in us all
Renewed in everyday learning, we can learn to appreciate every part of our being
In the past, I did not realized this and choose to survive rather embracing being alive
Wisdom allows me to feel older beyond my years and cherish this moment as we speak
Now, I grow up.
This poem is about:
Me