I Was the Girl. {Poem}

In Hobbies

For women everywhere:   I was the girl whose skirted legs climbed trees, who spoke her mind with ease, who made art as long as she pleased.   I was the girl with eyes opened wide, who took challenges in stride, and let her heart be her guide.   But change came as it does with too many girls. “Be smaller, quieter,” it whispered.   I was the girl who…