01 March 2011

a little girl

Carefree

Laying in the meadow
A young girl will enter a daze
Looking up into the clouds
The bright blue colors holding her gaze.

She picks up a dandelion
And pops off the top
Laughing at what she has done
She picks another, then ‘pop!’

She lies on her back
Eyes closed feeling the wind blow
Her curly brown hair in her face
She peaks through as the scenery begins to flow.

The grass leaning to the left
Trees swaying to the right
She giggles to herself
Feeling the warmth of the sunlight.

She stands and spins in a circle
Eyes closed head turned up to the sky
Her dress twirls like a ballerina
She whispers softly, “Please let me fly.”

She giggles and skips along
To the nearest apple tree
She climbs to the very tip top
Just to inspect how far she can see.

The young girl sees home
Mommy ringing a bell out the window
She knows that means dinner time
Fun has come to an end in the meadow.

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