The Little Independence

Her radiant skin perks up her face. Her luscious dangled hair leveled at her shoulders. Angelic child looking quite curious at her life. Blue shades are abstracted on, and displays a feeling of lost. Independence roams through her heart. Her small hands stir the unknown mixture, as she makes a meal of a lifetime. Her childish ways are pushed aside from her, and maturity rings a song. The empty mother’s lies among her, as she is the only daughter and mother. A mother figure is revealed in the child as she displays her attributes. A bright hope gazes at her, but a sad long life remains in her. The hope is pouring but the lost is coming near. She is her own family, and herself alone.