Twenty One < Stacy >

The road was long
The ride was rough
In my heart it seemed to tough.
Parents were nagging
Siblings were rivaling
And my mind was always wandering
Day after day
Week after week
Month after month
Year after year
Would my 21st Birthday
Ever get here.

Well the time is near
And I must say
I am in some what of a dismay
For with the arrival of this day.
I shall lose my childish Ways.

Stacy