She caves into the cushion,
Shrinking forcefully.
As others keep pushing,
To unwind her completely.

Let me be little again! She pleads.
Those heights are too tall for me! She weeps.
Holding on to her little one with a grip,
She refuses for the to be ripped.

Wanting to remain little,
She tries to be kindle.
Her potentials became dulled,
Withdrawing her from her coins.

Till she realized,
That one can be grown and tender.
Even after being criticized,
She let the little girl in her be better.

Letting adulthood take over,
She shone her diamonds properly.
Without screwing her little one over,
She became lovely.


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