I know a quiet girl so shy,

Head down, she rarely speaks.

She fears the world around her—

Anxiety's technique.

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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.”

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No hope in sight, her eyes snap shut;

She dreams a little dream.

Creating worlds where she'll belong—

A rainbow-colored scheme. 

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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.

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A fairy sprinkles her with dust;

Her sparkles all will see,

For it’s her magic realm of dreams,

So, anything can be.

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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?

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A waterfall, a sparrow’s song,

Delightful sounds to hear.

Dark chocolate and peppermint,

Her favored things appear.

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Replacing tears from yesterday,

Imagination flows,

It whets her appetite for more;

Creative Spirit grows.

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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.

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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."