She Will Continue To Grow
She is blessed to see the world beyond her eyes the moment she is created
and she grows older with laughter without the slightest worry in the world because
she doesn’t need to, yet.
She doesn’t have to, yet.
And her mother easily forgives her with the words “it’s okay, sweetheart”
when she accidentally knocks over a glass of water that she had naively put on the edge of the table
and she doesn’t have to pick up the shards herself because
she doesn’t need to, yet.
She doesn’t have to, yet.
The kid can’t even spell the word “responsible.”
She wonders where her father has been through the years
and learns that he never really went to
pick up the groceries
and her mother screams with so much disappointment
when she accidentally knocks over a glass of wine that her mother had carelessly put on the edge of the table
except her mother doesn’t have to pick up the shards herself because
She doesn’t need to, anymore.
She doesn’t have to anymore.
Times are changing.
She is not the person who knocks over the glass,
she is the glass.
Shattering into a million pieces knowing
she must clean up the mess when she is done,
because she is responsible for herself.
She needs to.
She has to.
she knows that everyday will be like this
because she realizes that this
is growing up.