#WritcoPoemPrompt4
The story of life,
Is a work in progress,
Success or strife,
You're allowed to digress.

When you're a child who's barely four,
Standing on tiptoes to grab a little more,
Of those tasty cookies you never tire of,
Unaware of the long road you have to walk.

When you're a girl who's reached fifteen,
With a beauty that's unbounded and a body that's lean,
You learn the concepts of love and soul mate,
Waiting for 'the one' to come to your life one day.

When you become a woman who's passed twenty,
With a...