Holly Bohto Poet Free verse

A Little Girl Named Ivy

There's a little girl named Ivy
Who thinks in metaphors 
She plays by herself 
The universe to explore
Shes beginning to comprehend
That her gifts are so much more
Than her neighbors down a floor
The leaves of her trees 
They glisten and they dance
When she looks at them
With her penchant glance
They send a breeze through her hair
Whispers she picks from their air
Her nose in a paper book
She sits at a corner nook
Absorbing the plot line
Into her bright mind
She reads them again
Finding new friends
Puts them in a suitcase
No one can ever replace
Reading between the lines  
Is how she passes her time
There's a little girl named Ivy
Who thinks in metaphors
She plays by herself
The universe to explore

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Pam Deremer June 30, 2016 at 4:27 PM I really enjoyed your poem! Holly Bohto June 30, 2016 at 4:31 PM This is my neighbor named Ivy who I've had the privilege to get to know. She is very gifted and talented and is only 9 years old.