Steps

The child,

Who always was a child,
Grew.

She yet is smaller,
And she knows that there is still growing to come,
But she is matured.

She understands you now,
Heck, she talks to you now,
But do you still see a child?

She is tripped sometimes,
Oh, poor baby, you cry.
But she is no longer a baby.

And she hears you now.