As a Girl,
Her skirt soft brushed knees
And her father called her Slut.
As a Wife,
Her skirt hugged toned thighs
And her husband called her Dowdy.
As a Mother,
Her skirt took on an A-Line;
Wide her strides grew longer to keep up
And they called her Silly Old Trout.
As a Woman,
She wears faded stained Denim
And calls herself, Me.