Growing Up

It starts out slow without a care
A little inch here a little inch there
Until undoubtedly my parents see
"She's not the same as she used to be"

Pretty soon my clothes are too small
Strangely I think that I'm not that tall
But a quick look at the measure wall shows
Six more inches and up I go

I know that I am definitely not two
But seventeen certainly cannot be true
Where has time gone? Where has it flown?
It must have just vanished as I have grown

Now it seems that the harder I try
The more obvious it is that I cannot deny
That the measure wall will not change my height
But growth of mind and heart I can't and will not fight.