GROWING UP

GROWING UP


Once upon a time there was
A little dark haired girl
Whose mum didn't just love her
She was her whole world;
She walked her to school
And then back home again
Helped her with homework
And taught her everything.

When the girl became a woman
And left home for good
The mum wanted to move too
In the same neighborhood;
She still fixed her dinners
And left them on the porch
She was always there to see
About her daughters hurts.

But when bandaids didn't fix
Her girl's broken heart
She came up with money
To make a brand new start;
And when her daughter married
And started her new life
Her mother was so happy
For her to be a wife.

So it was quite a surprise
When the tables turned
And Mum became so sick
And the daughter had to learn
That bandaids are not majic
That time marches on
And sooner than later
We die the day we're born.

Now the Holidays are empty
Since her Mum has gone
And now she has a little one
Slim & tanned & blond;
She waits on her hand & foot
Just like her dear Mum
And now her life is different
For it's only just begun.