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I'm finally 21!!!! And to celebrate I wrote this poem.

This day

This day has come
Its joys overflow
Surely
Into the next and every day after it.
This appointed day of growth,
The day wisdom is bestowed,
Strength is multiplied,
The day the threshold of womanhood is crossed.

Thankful am I for this life
That I am destined to live
Thankful for
This breath I take now,
As my heart throbs from the emotion.

Simply the thought of the fears I harboured
Brings me to tears.
How could i have doubted the power of faith, love and my own mothers strength?

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