Dear daughter,when you're 11,
you'll start becoming other people's fan.
you might feel pretty in about it sometimes,as obvious also moody.
that you'll start feeling the difference in your body.
Dear daughter,when you'll turn 13,
so far everything will be clear and clean.
Your face might get zits,pimples and facial hair,
you'll grow suddenly but I'll take care.
you might loose yourself in the process,
when you'll be new to social access.
you'd make new group of friends that you'd be proud of,
handling yourself you think you can,it won't be tough.
Dear daughter,when you step at 15,
it'll be the worst year of your teen.
You'll meet a boy and spent most times with him,
you'll believe that it'd last forever-this team.
I'll be always there for you when you need me,
I'll teach you to get through this dungeon and be free.
Dear daughter,by the time you're 17,
you'll know how the world works and have been.
Things revolving around will start to change,
your friends and relatives will seem distant in another range.
Everyone will look more busy and better lot more than they were before,
loneliness at point,your jammed head will give signals for more.
Dear daughter,when you're at the verge of 21,
don't worry now I know you can.
Lead yourself,live in the right way.
But here I'd be of anything else you need to say.
20.12.23
YOU ARE READING
Rose garden that grew within me✔
PoetryI literally remember those days when I had this sort of conversation with my sister over the phone: "guess what?" "lemme guess another new poem!".🥀 and then we scream 'Yay' in our own world of happiness. I re-read some of my favourites among these...
