growing up

Barely tall enough, I’m peering over the counter.
Mama’s making dinner; I wanted to be just like her.
Splashing in the pool, every color so alive,
The sun’s kissing my skin, giving every moment a chance to survive.

Wearing my new dress, my hair is combed all neat.
Watching Johnny at his desk, but he doesn’t notice me.
Girlfriends giggle, talking about boys.
They never seem to notice anything else but their toys.

Daddy needs my help; I’m old enough now,
A teenager feels important when responsibility is established somehow.
Mama ask me to watch over the babies when she runs to the store,
I yell out we will be fine as she walks out the door.

Looking back over the years, change was always going to happen.
Mama watched us grow up without us even noticing.
Barely tall enough, my baby girl is peering over the counter,
I’m making dinner and I want to be just like her.