She, the big girl, alone in the world, free
Walkin straight, thinking deep, talkin sensibly
A mature smile, for every victory, in place of a loud scream
Not neverland, but the future she tours in her dreams
Lost in loads of paperwork, she got no time to rejoice
She dsnt regret nemore, for every wrong choice
But with all her money, she cant travel
to the fun part of life, the dayz of play with mud and gravel
She can still spend hours observing the birds
And the butterflies, cute pups and the herds
But she has moved on, to take a stand as an adult
Only to gulp patiently, every pinch of insult
She dosent get excited nemore, for meetings, the way she used to for recitals
That big girl, has earned lots of respect, but lost something vital.........
POOJA LADYLUCK
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/i-m-losing-me/
