Build a body & fill it with expectations,
Call her a woman,he said.
As a little girl, chubby and fair
With curly-wurly hair ,
Growing to be the apple of your eye.,
With eyes that speak of shy.
Sleek and slender she shall be.,
With freckles too little a wee.
Eyes speaking beauty and ears too sharp,
Words too gentle,much a harp.
Blooming a lady, mindful and bright,
Too many decisions to make aright.
As a mother, a chauffeur, caretaker, cook, helping hand she takes a fair share.,
Too many responsibilities that anyone would dare.
She tires too fast, yet stops not.
She longs to move further., cos-
She is a woman,filled with too many an expectation that she has to keep !
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