Fantasy
Glowing
unscathed
flowing...
Draped in finery
Knowing
little of reality
she is far too young, you see
to get a sense of what is me....
Showing
without
owing
Shielded from reality
Growing?
We'll see.
Copyright © Nancy Jones | Year Posted 2011
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