Growing Pains

One spring, within its patient cross To summer's gain from winter's loss, With flowers varied colors hue A girl befriended someone new in her life. Someone quite special she had found To share deep secrets, volumes bound, Of special thoughts and memories - The diary's entries no one sees About her life. The lines she wrote, the love described, From quiet streams feelings abide To heights of mind through swirling tides Of hopes and dreams fate would decide For her life. But Time, intent on taking flight, Proved just an interloper's sprite And served exit for errant love On wings of haste - not Cupid's dove From her life. Now wiser, stronger, more content To deal with love's emolument, Stands tall with clearer image here - A woman formed this learning year Of her life.