Seven Days
On the first day, I was born
Bringing joy to the household
Of my parents.
The second day, a toddler
Learning to go from one place
To another
On the third day, a schoolgirl
With the wide world of knowledge
Spread before me
The fourth day, a young woman
Newly aware I’m unique
Female person
On the fifth day, a mother
Sharing myself willingly
With four children
On the sixth day, I was old
Reviewing my achievements
Seeing, they’re good.
The seventh day, the threshold
Of death, looking ahead to
Temporal life
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