who knew?

that one day i would have long hair.

or that i will be glued to wearing shorts.

that i would have more to do all day
than just bask on the beach.


that the year would come
when my birthday cake
would no longer be bigger than my body.

that i would make a lovely bridesmaid,


but never the bride.



that i would NOT be a biological mother,
but a mother, all the same.

that children would be those i ‘borrow’


that i would love to decorate the house,
the farm for no reason at all, or for the only reason that matters,

for the self.

that i would love having cocks and hens for pets. bwahahaha,

now that is funny!

that wearing wings and growing them are totally different things,

but promising.

and that i would spread those wings

and soar.