Once upon another time
A little girl began a rhyme.
What some might find a bit absurd --
Her poem did not contain a word.
She wrote with thoughts and dreams instead,
And all the hopes within her head.
For though she searched, she could not find
A way to say what was on her mind.
Throughout the years, though torn apart,
She kept it still within her heart --
That simple, silent, soothing song
That picked her up and spurred her on
To keep on trying, keep on fighting,
Keep on being, keep on writing.
Thought by thought and line by line,
She penned her way to another time.
Now looking back, she reads the ode,
And wanders down life's lonely road.
Some dreams were lost along the way.
She wonders why; it's hard to say.
Despite the innocence of youth,
The harsh reality of truth
Her longing for the dream denied,
And smothered all her screams inside.
How will this epic stanza end?
What lies ahead, around the bend?
Can she endure what e'er comes next
Within the lines of this, her text?
Perhaps tomorrow she'll be ready,
The load she carries not so heavy,
If only she could find a way
To speak the things she cannot say.
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