A rose bud still, not yet a rose. <br />A gawky awkward teenager <br /> but she will blossom as she grows <br /> and make me proud she’s my daughter. <br />But how I hate the moody blues <br /> the angst and insecurity <br /> all teenagers must struggle through. <br />Their heightened sensitivity. <br />She sees us all as critical <br /> of how she looks and all she does. <br /> Though how she feels is typical <br />of each and every one of us <br />When were young and underwent <br /> our teenage years of discontent.<br /><br />ivor or ivor.e hogg<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/becoming-4/
