She's such a girl
Stuck between
Girl and woman
Then I find her
Writing from long ago
On this tablet
I'm filling with poetry
When she was all child
Not girl/woman wild
Bursting with hormones
Blasting boys on the phone
So grown up and so beautiful
In my mind to I'm dutiful
To my
Kyndra
So I'll send ya
A poem about when
You couldn't spell
To say I love you, doll
To wish you well.
