She... Poem by Paul Prescott

She wakes up,
She makes a yawn,
Like a sweet little pup

She takes a shower,
She gets dressed,
Then puts make-up on like a flower

She walks’ out the door,
She meets her friends and more,
Only to be by the school gates

She goes through day,
She takes her time in her way,
To then she's happy as her friends will say

She talks about boyfriends,
She talks about it - to her friends,
Only for them to giggle about it

She is just a girl,
She loves her life and people around,
Just like any other teenage girl..

28/2/08