Girl Child, Mild Child

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Girl child, mild child
I had my dolls for babies
Played house with friends
Where I’d stay home and cook
While the boys went to work

Girl child, wild child
I wore long pants, never skirts
Defied mother and climbed trees
I wouldn’t stand being left behind
While my brothers had their fun

Girl child, no longer a child
Married before I realized my dreams
Before passing my sell by date
And all my education was for naught
For I stayed home and cooked.

© Daisy Awiti

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I'm coursing through all of life's elements and writing poetry while at it.

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