Girl into Womanhood

She stands upon the threshold.

As a girl, coming to womanhood.

In the bottom drawer go the memories

Of childhood that she once knew.

Put away, are her pretty dresses.

She will no longer need them anymore .

Plain clothes,  are now what impresses.

Young men knocking upon her door.

When she receives a bouquet of flowers.

What is she expected to say.

If you do not know the rules.

How can you expect to play.

How do you judge, a friendship.

What is it that really counts.

In her head how does she take account.

Of the problems, that surmount.

She doesn’t feel much different.

That surely, is a fact.

What is she to conclude , how is she supposed to act.

Embarrassments it plagues her, how should she react.

Her body is beginning to change

Sometimes she  looks in the mirror.

And the person looking back,

Appears to be a stranger.

She often feels so awkward.

Temper as sharp as a poniard.( Small dagger)

Chamaeleon changing lizard.

Suffering at times ineptitude.

Sometimes, confidence rains supreme.

Other times mood-swings extreme.

Fighting to awaken, a never ending dream.

Lacking confidence and self esteem.

At the end of it all, the swan appears.

And it will fill her heart gratitude and cheer.

And very soon she’ll bury.

All those things that caused her misery.