~tasha~ said:
Her mind afar in thoughts and dreams,
visions ensonce her plans and schemes.
Edge of puberty can be detected,
many changes so unexpected.
Hints of her beauty have come to pass,
bewildered she stares at mirrored glass.
Childhood innocence fades away,
this sweet young lady has come to stay.
Sits on the edge somewhere in between,
today her birthday she turns thirteen.
No longer a child now a young miss,
wonders about her very first kiss.
Yesterday it was bicycles and toys,
tomorrow will bring lipstick and boys.
From dolls to dancing her life will change,
at first new feelings that seem so strange,
Ponders what lay there in her reflection,
following dreams in a new direction.
Touch of meloncholy for what use to be,
where is the little girl who use to be me?
~tasha~ said:
Her mind afar in thoughts and dreams,
visions ensonce her plans and schemes.
Edge of puberty can be detected,
many changes so unexpected.
Hints of her beauty have come to pass,
bewildered she stares at mirrored glass.
Childhood innocence fades away,
this sweet young lady has come to stay.
Sits on the edge somewhere in between,
today her birthday she turns thirteen.
No longer a child now a young miss,
wonders about her very first kiss.
Yesterday it was bicycles and toys,
tomorrow will bring lipstick and boys.
From dolls to dancing her life will change,
at first new feelings that seem so strange,
Ponders what lay there in her reflection,
following dreams in a new direction.
Touch of meloncholy for what use to be,
where is the little girl who use to be me?
