The Life of a Girl Child....

In the dark night, birth of a girl child,

A mother's feelings mixed and mild,

A coming rightly to have been hailed,

But only worry of moneys to be piled.

 

Thus begins life for this tiny pearl,

A cute angel that is daddy's little girl,

Home full of gaiety she helps unfurl,

Till the coming of the rightful Earl.

 

What changed for this little miss,

No one for her to cuddle and kiss,

Her absences none seem to miss,

Is she just another brat gone amiss. .

 

Growing pains of a girl's early youth,

Boys speak less but look in stealth,

The mother's anguish a test of faith,

Makes her desire nothing but death,

 

Great hopes now fill this lovely li'l maiden,

Education the door to gardens of Eden,

To Cupid's arrows her heart's now laden,

Why does one desire what's forbidden?

 

Feeling of pride, a mum's first reaction,

Her little one's love, a reason for elation,

Then fear, after a late bout of gumption,

For a girl child, eras pass with no salvation.

 

Her brief now as any mom, duty bound,

To make her girl let go what she found,

Minds are bent, not the slightest sound,

Tears, as desires are buried deep aground.

 

New day dawns after this dark success,

A new prince to take away the princess,

Bits of pain and hurt hidden in the recess,

Will ever come a time to openly express?

 

Struck in the maze of strings and chain,

No time now to think of all the old pain,

A family to run, so many children to train,

Respectable womanhood there is to gain.

 

Suddenly, a cool zephyr in mid-life's crisis,

Love blooms again as a flower in an oasis,

Those foregone feelings during the stasis,

Gone in a jiffy as love returns as the thesis.

 

Society's taboos now become the fence,

Bound again, lest people take offence,

Woman's life is but all denial and pretense,

Feign freedom while serving life's sentence.