Little Girl
I watch a little girl,
Young and naive,
Full of energy and life,
Oblivious to the world around her.
This little girl talks to everyone,
Plays with everything,
Explores all items in sight;
Like nothing matters but her creativity.
She's a drama queen,
Always wants to get her way.
Stomps her feet up and down,
But she smiles through it all.
A light in the dark,
The spark of other's lives,
All beautiful;
I wish that was still me.
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