GIRL QUESTION

You used to come to me for advice...

You would ask me how did I know so much?

You were my mother and I was your daughter...

You always thought of me as the strong one...

You often asked me if I learned it on the streets?

You would say it as though they held some power or influence that fed my brain...

The streets had become my safe place I will admit...

Though I didn't sleep on them...

The nearby park was my place for that if I got a little sleepy...

Where the soft grass would be my sanctuary...

Nearby voices would soon sound further away...

No one was ever concerned...

People just walked by with a smile and a wave...

I knew it was coming time that you would be expecting me...

Sometimes, a quick hello did the trick...

You knew I would be back by the curfew...

We would talk for twenty minutes or so...

Then we would go to our rooms...

There were those times that I had questions and you weren't sure of the best way to answer or you were in shock that I asked...

I didn't mean to make you feel like climbing under a table...

Though you didn't say it out loud...

I could see it in your eyes...

Then your cheeks would get a little red and sometimes you would begin to choke...

I didn't mean to make you uncomfortable I just had some girl questions...

Sometimes,  it would have been nice not to have to find things out on my own or in a surprise form...

We got through it...

When I became a woman...

You asked me questions...

There were things that if you didn't know by now...

You probably didn't need to know...

It was my turn to crawl under the table...

I learned it from you...

My girl knows more than I did...

Now, there is no one under the table...

You were there and now you're not here anymore...

I have a question...

Maybe, this one you could answer...

I need to find the answer in case I get asked a girl question...

Hugs...

sparrowsong