by Shayla R Cakes
When I was a little girl I was often asked
"Shayla, what do you want to be when you grow up?"
My answer was always career based --
I want to be a teacher, a rockstar, a baker, a retail slave, a meteorologist, a writer
Or any of those fantasy jobs little girls often have
And as time goes by I realize that there are three things I want to be
Posted on 01/09/2006
Copyright © 2021 Shayla R Cakes
|Member Comments on this Poem|
|Posted by Kristina Woodhill on 01/09/06 at 05:05 PM|
You are already beautiful.
|Posted by Jean Mollett on 11/04/06 at 02:54 AM|
Good one, cute and wise.
|Posted by Richard Vince on 12/19/20 at 12:34 AM|
it's strange how so much of the time we consider the essence of who we are to be merely the way we sell our labour. :) a very worthy POTD. i hope that, nearly fifteen years on, you are happy and loved (like Kristina said, you were already beautiful).
|Posted by Joan Serratelli on 12/19/20 at 02:26 AM|
Loved this- especially the ending. I was NEVER career bound. I just wanted the things you mentioned- GREAT piece- Thanks!!