It’s was not easy at all for Susie,
To be the bear youngest in her grade.
It was uncomfortable and perhaps unpleasant.
She turned five very late,
Right before December 1st, her school’s cut-off.
Once she caught up with everybody’s age,
They were already facing their sixth birthdays.
Even though her birthday was the twenty-second of November.
No one else was even a day or two younger than her.
As the years went by, Susie hoped for new students,
Students younger than her.
No luck had occurred.
She still remained the baby of her grade.
When elementary school ended,
Susie felt somewhat satisfied.
Maybe in junior high,
She would no longer be the youngest.
But when high school started,
Susie knew everyone’s date of births.
Everyone was older than her.
She wished she had started school a year later.
Then she would be one of the oldest kids in her class.
Some kids even a year behind her were older then her.
She wondered why they got to start kindergarten a year late.
Many kids whose birthdays were in October,
Turned out to be a month older rather than a year younger.
Senior year had arrived.
Many kids in her grade were approaching their eighteenth birthdays.
Almost everyone would be able to vote on Election Day.
But Susie had to wait another year before she could vote.
She entered college as a minor.
She did not like the fact that even though she was almost eighteen,
She had to be excluded from any activity where people had to be eighteen or older.
What was worse what that November did not seem to be coming closer.
When Susie finished college,
She had gotten over being the class baby,
And was ready to look for a job.
It did not matter whether she was young or old.
There was no freshman, sophomore, junior, or senior year in the real world.
Susie was no longer an insecure little girl.
She was a wise woman hoping to succeed in her future.
I would like suggestions on how I could make it still rhyme by not forcing rhymes. I would also like feedback on other things too. My goal is to get it to publishable quality.