Remembering My Youth

I remember when I was thirteen, I just love tea sets and Raggedy Ann, Not to forget my imaginary friends to join me at breakfast time. I ran after butterflies in the heat of the sun, ignoring shouts from my mom, All what mattered was just to have some fun! I remember the late night phone calls with my best pal, To talk about the cute boys in our class. How I giggled without end when I answered a question on a slum note, Asking about who was my dreamboat? Oh, how crazy were the days of old, When I was just carefree and not so bold. Then I noticed my teenage years are almost over, A new page in my life covers the other. I know that in a few years things will unfold, I need to be ready, lo and behold! All my mother’s words will be my guide forever, As she reminded me to take care of my future like a four-leaf clover. She said that not all things that glitter are gold, Use my judgment as I was told. Create a future that I can be proud of, And be a role model to the young and the old.