not yet a woman

I bumped into an old friend today.
She looked very different.

After our brief 'hello-s and nice to see u again-s', I marvelled at her, thinking that it was not too long ago we were tossing the netball at each other.

As she walked on, I turned to have one last glance at her.

She has advanced fast into being a WOMAN.

I looked at my own reflection...