Twenty-Five: I'm Not Done

Sunnyside up,
Nine pounds and overcooked
A baby girl
was brought into this world
Born into a family of love
Innocent and shy
She believed the age to stay,
was the wise age of five.
Though it couldn’t be stopped
she continued to grow,
with a wealth of interests
and good marks to show.
Three states, two degrees,
moments of pride and moments of shame
adventures and experiences
that only she can claim.
Twenty years later I’ll admit to ye,
that she is me.
Straight up adulting
and halfway to fifty.
The day of my birth,
another trip around the sun.
It all went by so fast,
there better be more to come…
…because I’m not done.

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