That pretty weather welcomed an angel to the world
Everyone was joyous looking at the emeraldTaking a little step she watched world with innocent eyes
Thinking everyone here is so niceShe felt like she is a bundle of joy
One after the other she stopped playing with the toyTime passed away just like the wind
People told keep an eye she is no more a kidStruggling with self she entered the teenage
Gaining maturity to maintain a good imageNow a girl in twenties won't utter whatever comes to her mouth
Because this was the lesson that she was taughtJust how a seed becomes plant after sowing up
She realized she's a girl that was growing up-Bint e Hawwa
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|Girl Growing Up |
PoetryA small poetic creation on a girl's life |Girl Growing Up |