Growing Up

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Status: In Progress  |  Genre: Non-Fiction  |  House: Booksie Classic

A short poem on what growing up means to me...

As each white hair sprouts 
I grow
— grow not in wealth or power 
but love 
for those who tried to trip 
or break me.

Because of them 
I know how to breathe 
through my scars 
and understand 
their own pains and sufferings. 

Submitted: November 12, 2021

© Copyright 2021 Derina Peng. All rights reserved.

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LE. Berry

Very thoughtful concepts on the nature of aging and maturing through all the difficulties we encounter during life. Fine Piece Derina.

Fri, November 12th, 2021 7:37pm


Yeah, thank you very much for seeing the underlying meaning here.

Fri, November 12th, 2021 2:43pm


I very much enjoyed your poem Derina, and I feel those words more dearly from year to year...

Fri, November 12th, 2021 9:26pm


Thank you for giving it a read. I am glad that you enjoyed it.

Fri, November 12th, 2021 2:42pm

dewey green

Grey hair is a crown of Glory; it is gained in a righteous life.
~Proverbs 16:31

Sat, November 13th, 2021 12:31am


Ohhh, I am not that religionous. But I am glad to know that.

Sat, November 13th, 2021 11:01am

tom mcmullen

Interesting poem Derina good too see you're not on the self pity train!

Sat, November 13th, 2021 3:22am


Thanks, Tommy, you are right. I ain't the girl on that train.

Sat, November 13th, 2021 4:04am


Small editing suggestion

I like the poem but have a small suggestion for editing.

The third line "--grow in no wealth or power" would be better if written as "--grow not in wealth or power".

That wouldn't change the meaning or rhythm of the line but would correct an error in grammar.

Good to see you writing more.

Sat, November 13th, 2021 2:34pm


Yes, thank you for that. I have thought Iof I should use Not instead of No as well. Corrected it.

Sat, November 13th, 2021 11:02am

Mike S.

Excellent empathier, Derina

Sun, November 14th, 2021 12:00am


You have written what naturally happens (at least for some people) in simple words. I loved the first stanza. Second Stanza put ones to think. One thing always bugged me; does one have a right to insult or hurt others verbally or by deeds because that person had to go through sufferings? Won't that person be more respected if he / she help others who go through the same?

Mon, November 15th, 2021 2:18am

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