Better than I am
Ten years old and she's got so much girl power she just can not be beat
Attitude as tall as her dreams and her determination does back flips like
No one else has ever seen
Telling her which way to go is like directing the wind
Or instructing flowers on how to grow
She is the definition of a mind of her own
She has a slight problem
One I am working on without demolishing that awesome spirit God instilled
She thinks she's better than the rest of the world
Maybe she is,
But I want her to be
Better than me
She has her work cut out for her and so do I
First I have to be better
To teach by example.
That is how I learned from my mother.
Copyright © Autumn Rose Wood | Year Posted 2009
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