The ages of woman

1.
The child
You choose to hide
Shy, scared of shadows
And easy to fear

2.
The adolescent
Now you explore
Test boundaries and borders
To find out the limits

3.
The bright young thing
You are arrogant
Full of the success you dream of
Wear shades on dull days

4.
Middle aged
Your technicolour cape crackles to black
You are burnt out
Worn thin

5.
The cynic
Now you twist tales
Into negativity, fill empty space
With hate

6.
The prophetess
Cassandra, we hear your predictions
They go unheaded, as things change
You have no control

7.
The goddess
You have aged, you are timeless
At the centre, the shift in your power
Makes you smile

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