We are not Little girls anymore

Playground seesaws,
Miniature women tusseling over snoopy and the red power ranger...
Barbies and Kens and make believes
Conjured from the boxed screen by Disney.
Berets and tutus and grown-up makeup
urging us to grow up in the hurry of the world...

But we fought hard,
With Tommy in the playground,
And Kelly in the playhouse,
And Zack in the backyard,
And Lida in the front porch...

We fought to live the dream,
That the Man on the white horse
Would bring the missing glass slipper,
and that the fairy god mother would be proved right.

But that didn't happen.

Instead we thought we could play
More teatime in the courtyard
Untill The One comes along....
To wisk us from ourselves...

We waited... and along the way,
THE ONE broke our futile dreaming.

Alas, we are not little girls anymore.

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