Growing Up

There once was a boy, who was about to grow up

And he knew it too

Nothing would save him from what was ahead

That also he knew

But he wasn't afraid, not that one special boy

In him dwelt no fear

He lifted his chin and he clenched his fists

The thing was now near

The boy walked the woods,  through the bare trees

Till he found the one

Inside he crawled, crept in and shut the door

And he was gone

Winter was bitter and went on forever

Snow ruled over all

Then spring broke the spell and the tree was broken

A man stood up tall

He smiled

And he walked away

P.S

I think it would be better if humans grew up by pupating like a butterfly.