Scraped knees, callouses, and Band-Aids
Those were my badges of honor
Runny freely-
Not a care in the world
Only longing for the day to be longer
Dreading the words, “It’s time to come inside”.

Go-Karts, fishing poles, and a game of hoops
Those were my first loves
No need to mind my manners
Playing rough and playing hard
I was not made up of sugar and spice
Only wanted to prove that I was tough

While other little girls stood on the side and cheered…
I was on the court.
Point guard or short stop
Loving the action
Sweat in my eyes
Always a smile on my face

I can throw a curve ball
Bait my own hook
Nothing will ever stand in my way
Realized it’s okay to be beautiful and strong
Not ashamed of my past
Heading head strong towards my future

High tops replaced with high heels
Gone are the days of jumping in the mud
Anticipating my future
Not for a moment forgetting what I am made of
My outside appearance is totally changed
Yet, I ponder if the tomboy in me is totally gone.

I still love playing in the rain,
Fishing with my Dad,
Sledding down the dam in the cold snow,
Going barefoot on the docks at the Marina,
Playing a game of catch with my sister,
And having the gang over for the big game

Still I have more dresses than jeans
And always the latest magazine lying on the floor
I never knew a pair of stilettos would make me smile
Dressed to kill
My inner confidence spilling over to my outsides
Yes, I may still have tomboy in me, but I’ll always be a lady.