Tall, Willowy Girl
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Adolescent girl, all of 12 years,
Going through a growth spurt.
When Mum or Father says Good-night,
She voices her concerns:
'What if I never stop growing?
I'll become a giant or a freak.'
Sometimes at night, she cries herself to sleep
Feeling gawky and awkward
Like the Ugly Duckling
When in truth, she's the swan.
Her friends think she's elegant and graceful
Like a Nordic goddess
Her enemies are envious
Because they feel inferior
When forced to look up at her.
She's afraid she'll be taller than all the boys,
And will never have a boyfriend.
Worry not, Sweet Child.
Soon, heads will turn when you enter a room.
You'll stand out in a crowd.
And some day, a gentle giant of a man
Will love you beyond your wildest dreams.
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