She planned
For an outing
To go out for
Some shopping
With her school
Friends
All those five
Who make her
Feel alive :)
She's never
Taken a bus ride
Without me
So I kept wondering
How will she be...
Where will she be
She might get
Abducted
She might get
Lost
A motherly worry
Kept nagging me....
But she came back
Confidently, having
Bought a necklace,
T-shirt and Milton's
Paradise Lost.
My little girl of fourteen
She's really grown up
To be a smart and sassy
Teen :)
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