I am eleven
fortuitious and struggling
gentle and fair.
I am twelve
wings in the wind,
heart in the trees.
I am thirteen
bubbling and burning
ready to explode.
I am fourteen
crackling and rising
sparking at my roots.
I am fifteen
bright and warm,
exotic and blooming.
I am sixteen
cosmic and exciting,
taking the world by storm.
I am seventeen
wild in my youth,
queen of the stars.
I am eighteen
breathtakingly free
and made with the fire of the sun.
