#She---"This is me"

#She---"This is me"

She belonged to the sunset and the autumn skies

To the summer rain,

Songs of the seas and snow-capped mountain

A dainty doll of china porcelain

She soaked in the moonbeams and light of foliage green

She loves music and hymns of Celtic mystic

If you give her a dare

She answers with a smile

"I am with this going somewhere"

She is the sparkle and the dazzle

The serein and the mizzle

She reminisces and daydreams

Of the yesteryears bronzed, golden and silver sheen

She likes deep talks

In the woods long walks

Bonfire laughter, hibernating from the noise

She's a Goddess, a wild child

Sometimes an angel, sometimes a witch on a broom

She creates, she howls, she grieves

A little bit of sunshine is all she needs

She's fire, she's water and the ocean too

She forgives, she believes

She gets lost in the little things

She fears, she trembles, she's scarred, she's scared

She survives, she settles

She proves her mettle

She soars, she roars

She's adventurous and gracious

She finds her herself in the mist again

It was a dark place. She grew, she persisted, she broke free.

It was a challenge, she finally saw the light.

She battled. She won.

She got her wings, she's now ready to fly.

She doesn't want to be patted on the back and called resilient for taking bullets and surviving.

She wants a soft place to fall and rest her head in a daisy meadow with cloudless skies above her and a fragrant breeze lulling her to childlike sleep.

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