My body felt so young and firm
My heart was filled with glee,
For looking in the mirror was
My daughter, not old me.
No lines were etched upon my brow
My joints were free from pain.
My child's` face stared back at me,
I was young again.
Off I went to sit in class
To learn my lessons well.
My life was ordered minutely
By the old school bell.
Playtime came and out I skipped
My best friend on my arm,
When suddenly I realized
That youth could lose its` charm.
My friend punched me on the nose
And pushed me to the ground.
I`m not your friend, not anymore
Don`t follow me around.
I ran off home, Mum scolded me
Wherever have you been
I`ve been worried sick you know
She began to scream.
To get me back I did not know
What magic should be spoken.
My teenage heart felt very sore
I`m sure that it was broken.
I wept into my pillow saying
God please set me free.
I woke up in the morning
And thank God I was me.
Lines are back upon my brow
My body`s racked with pain,
But I`m delighted to be me
And won`t be young again.
My child smiling wisely said
Mum I`ll be no bother
`Cause yesterday I found how
It felt to be a Mother.