redefined.

the two times table
once said with pride
is now so trivial
two, four, six, eight.
the barbie dolls once
coveted and prized,
are now naked
tangled hair, frozen smiles.
the favorite dress that
made her a princess
is now too small
out of style, faded blue.
the jokes, overtold
but always funny,
are now immature
knock knock, who's there?

but she remembers
what they once meant
how they defined her
how they still do.
and she smiles sadly
but gladly too
turning 'round, looking forward
letting go, but holding on.