Tuesday, January 02, 2007

Poem for the young mom in all of us

you shave your legs

you cut your hair
you wax your lip
but you still aren't there

you pierce your ears
and then your navel
there are other places
but you just aren't able

you can't find your keys
where are your glasses
is that all you get
as the time passes

you're not ready for purple
the red hat is a sin
you've got to be kidding
is that a third chin

you accept the wrinkle
put the bronzer away
you look at your daughter
today is her day

Denise Marley

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