Growing Up (For Girls)

By Kira King

Growing up is hard,

It’s like a birthday card,

Different ages,

Like turning pages.

These are the changes.

Growing up is hard.

Liking boys,

Playing with toys,

Thinking of things,

Hoping for rings,

Growing up is hard.

Getting lost,

Like a worm finding its way through a compost,

Annoying sisters,

Meeting misters.

Growing up is hard.

Mixed hormones,

Ringing friends telephones,

Growing up is hard.

You’ve got the rest of your life ahead of you,

So enjoy this poem with your friends too.

©Kira King