I know a quiet girl so shy,
Head down, she rarely speaks.
She fears the world around her—
Her salty tears shroud bright blue eyes,
But no one sees her cry.
The corner is her friend for now;
She prays pain says, “Goodbye.”
No hope in sight, her eyes snap shut;
She dreams a little dream.
Creating worlds where she'll belong—
A rainbow-colored scheme.
She'll dance on clouds and find her voice;
This kitten learns to roar.
Hot air balloons give her a ride;
Her confidence will soar.
A fairy sprinkles her with dust;
Her sparkles all will see,
For it’s her magic realm of dreams,
So, anything can be.
It comes to life — her teddy bear;
Soft kitties play and purr.
A man is here; he holds a rose;
Are all these things for her?
A waterfall, a sparrow’s song,
Delightful sounds to hear.
Dark chocolate and peppermint,
Her favored things appear.
Replacing tears from yesterday,
It whets her appetite for more;
Creative Spirit grows.
Imagine worlds she'll share with you,
Her pen’s so brave and true.
She learns to dream while she's awake;
That's what most writers do.
Her words of peace, they’ll make you pause
With certitude, you’ll say,
"Hate's not the way to live and grow
For love's the better way."