She shaved her legs today
Her soft blonde hair
Has washed away
Her legs now smooth
They glisten and shine
A growing child
That daughter of mine
Next she’ll want to paint her face
As she starts off in life’s great race
Always craving something new
Those younger years oh how they flew
Soon a car she’ll want to drive
And I’ll be left behind
No more my little shadow girl
This time I can’t rewind
And so I must learn to grow with her
To pave and lead the way
To make certain she always has someone
Who loves her everyday
Where once soft hairs rested
Dark spiky ones will grow
There’s just some unfun parts to growing up
A child simply can’t yet know
And so I gave permission
And helped her watch and learn
Unfortunately she’ll have to suffer
Her very first razor burn
At least some cooler weather
Is just around the bend
And long pants will be in season
And can be worn again and again
She begged and begged to shave those legs
Day in and day out
Now I’m the one counting the days
Until she loudly starts to pout
She’ll want to grow her hair out
Throw that razor out the door
It’s such an everyday ordeal
It’s quite the rotten chore
Thus the cycle of life starts spinning
And just when they finally grow up
They realize they actually had it good
‘Cuz grown up life just sucks
And this is just the beginning
There are many more battles to wage
If only one little razor
Could shave away our age
Monday, October 13, 2008
Lifetime Shavings Account
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