I would think it most darling
for nudging me with ideas while only
“I hope you look like me,”
I would tell it with fondness.
For this unborn book would carry my name.
I would think it most naughty
for exerting a will of its own while only a
“Who taught you such sass?”
I would demand with a threat.
For it was putting its author and her wits to shame.
I would think it most stubborn
for taking on a life and a look of its own
I would be most proud
for what it became and what it helped me become.
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How have they helped you grow?
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