Little girl, hair a’flying
Barely 9 and a half
Novembers old
Drives like a maniac
On her old Schwinn bike
Singing Taylor Swift
At the top of her lungs.
Pretty girl, smart to boot
18 and a half
Novembers old
Home for a weekend
With a new boyfriend
How long will this one last?
Nobody knows.
Beautiful woman, baby in tow
27 and a half
Novembers old
Thanksgiving with her family
Gathered round the kitchen stove
Remembers the bike
Married the beau.
Autumn’s middle child
Always dares to remind
That little girls grow into women
In just a few Novembers’ time.