Poetry: The Transition

Posted: October 28, 2018

Teenage is that time in life when many things change, the world looks a new place and one sees himself/herself differently.  

I woke up as a teen,
Tiny pimples on my face were easily seen.
A cute little girl I have always been.
But, today I bid goodbye to my pre-teen.

I am now anxious to hit puberty,
And wondering if I will have a lot more liberty?
I Still fancy boy bands and chocolate bars,
But, I am no longer scared of bruises and scars.

To get what I want, I would usually cry,
To ask what I need, I am no longer shy.
I now think in a practical way,
When things matter, I Will ALWAYS have a say.

I also realize transition is my constant mate,
It will surprise and shock me at a consistent rate.
Now, I am a new girl, Young and smart
The cute little one will always be a part.

Happy Thirteenth Birthday to ME.


Image Source – Pexels

Liked this post?

Register at Women's Web to get our weekly mailer and never miss out on our events, contests & best reads!

Women's Web is an open platform that publishes a diversity of views. Individual posts do not necessarily represent the platform's views and opinions at all times. If you have a complementary or differing point of view, you can request to be a Women's Web contributor too!

Friend in need, Orator, Dancer, Host. And a Chartered Accountant.

Learn More



Share your thoughts! [Be civil. No personal attacks. Longer comment policy in our footer!]

NOVEMBER's Best New Books by Women Authors!

Stay updated with our Weekly Newsletter or Daily Summary - or both!

Orange Flower 2018