See
I've always been growing
Didn't know when I'd be "grown"
Till the day I saw her
My one and very own
She was tired from toiling
The kitchen no longer clean
The rooms were a mess
And then she looked to me
And then she looked up
My height having exceeded her
And then I saw
"Grown" could no longer defer
I knew I had grown
When my mother depended on me
I know I am grown
Because now I can see
This poem is about:
Me
My family
