Sort of True Life

About half way through this next poem I had a slight break with reality and decided to go straight for the humor! Hope you enjoy it. --------------------------------------------------------------------------------- When she was a child of dreams She knew for certain stars could fly And high above the billowed clouds Is where she knew the angels lie When she was a child of light She saw the world in different views In colors filled with golden dawns And everything she saw was new When she was a child of life She put behind her childhood dreams After that Everything went to hell She lost her job Got shot Was arrested for public lewdness And ended up in debtors prison Spent 16 months on skid row Found religion And three years later elected president