You Are Growing Up

Once, there was a gold flower, 

A mother of one - a daughter named Ovary. 

She was irreproachable. After her mother's avaunt, 

Ovary was bound to grow up - to replaced the deceased. 

Few years more, Ovary grew more stronger, 

green with pride. 

Most of her friends would stand by her side. 

The years began, Ovary had evolved. 

Ovary became her last form. 

A fruit covered in gold - The Mango. 

However life did not stop there. 

Life ends for anyone anywhere. 

the grown up Mango had took her fall, 

laid on the ground - appalled. 

Facing to the sky - that was covered with the face 

of a man. Mango went down the man's gullet, and 

ended up in his stomach. 

With all her hard times, little Ovary made it - and died with dignity.

God gives life - and it is not a privelige, but a necessity. 

In the end, all of us serve a purpose in this difficult world. 

This is what growing men realize, that 

they are growing up.