Past...
she assumed the mantle
of the head honcho
yet this position wasn't
in her crescendo
the one who had been
born afore
she flagrantly opted
to ignore
Present...
a chief's cap
on her crown of authority
she'd always wear it
with an air of superiority
this forewoman's
signature to keep
her elder being
the compliant sheep
Future...
she took a walk
down the lane
of clearer thought
where she realized
that serenity in the family
was sought
off came the crown's
wayward hobbles
on the lane where they'd be
happier kinfolk cobbles
Aug 20, 2016
Aug 20, 2016 at 7:33 PM UTC
Past...
she assumed the mantle
of the head honcho
yet this position wasn't
in her crescendo
the one who had been
born afore
she flagrantly opted
to ignore
Present...
a chief's cap
on her crown of authority
she'd always wear it
with an air of superiority
this forewoman's
signature to keep
her elder being
the compliant sheep
Future...
she took a walk
down the lane
of clearer thought
where she realized
that serenity in the family
was sought
off came the crown's
wayward hobbles
on the lane where they'd be
happier kinfolk cobbles
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