Growing Up - Poem by nijhako dibo
When i was three, i believed in magic
Because the world i'm in, was so majestic
I played with my dolls, up in the attic
Together with teddy that's so gigantic
I remember the days when i was thirteen
My first ever year of being a teen
I wasn't that healthy, you can say i'm thin
i hope you understand, cause this is not latin
Before i knew it, i was graduating
what can i say? indeed time is fleeting
As i looked around, everyone's singing
After that, the singing turned into crying
High school life, how i'd love to go back!
where all your shoes are expected to be black
The time when a failing grade, is such a shock
And you get to keep the key to the door's padlock.
We have to accept that it doesn't end there
College is up, we just need to choose where
changes must be made, there's a lot to prepare
but that doesn't include pencil case, crayons and eraser!
A few years passed, now i'm twenty two
i'm not the type of girl to like a tutu
What i want is my own dragon tattoo
if given the chance, a red rose too
I want to slow time down cause it's running fast
I don't know how long this life of mine will last
All i know is making it worthwhile is a must
So I'm living it with the best ever cast!
Poet's Notes about The Poem
they make me feel blessed all the time.
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