A poem - All the years of her life- Pre reading

I ask her to do the dishes and answer my calls,
Clean the room and later the halls,
When she's listening to music we can't talk,
she wants to be driven and never walk
I wish that I won't have to put her clothes in place,
and talk to her again, face to face
All she wants is to be with her friends and go to a party,
So why won't you grow up honey?

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