A Woman Not a Girl

On this earthly plane I've come to be an older woman,not a girl. But in my dancing reverie bend me over and watch me twirl! For there came a time inside my life I could only see the years pass by. Realization cut like a knife; I spent my days upon a sigh. Then I put away my childish things; one moment and they were gone. I learned even the caged bird sings when breathing in the newborn dawn. Never a shrinking violet here on the stage of my own history. I'll keep going for now it's clear life's really not such a mystery. So I'll rock on into the night when joy appears,give it a whirl. Turn all the darkness into light for I'm a woman,not a girl! By Deb Wilson for contest"Coming Of Age" sponsored by Frank Herrera