Responsibility
She always had a blanket of support
Her parents had never let her worry
A little flower nurtured- cute and short
“Mommy, can I please get a Mcflurry?”
Soon the little girls leaves spread far and wide
Her flower bloomed: red, a girl she was not
But a woman, with a body to hide
Curves and a waist and hips were what she got
“Now she is an adult”, people exclaim.
People misinterpret maturity
Adulthood does not start with physical change
Hers started with responsibility
Responsibilities force maturing
Responsibility gave the girl wings
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