Wild Child

Wild child, , she ran free barefoot imagination soul born in the country full of life, fascination She was a wild mustang, rearing, racing over hills heart was full, spirit sang lifetime memories were filled She believed in fairies knew elves were in the woods leprechauns were scary she’d catch one if she could Pine trees and bracken fern Crawdads in babbling streams she embraced them to learn what living really means Fire flies that flit at dusk She’d catch them in a jar then let them free , she must dreams fly, beacons from afar Never really caught her dreams now she has grown older fire flies have flown away Yet, time has made her bolder Loves have come, gone in life Children she has raised wild child has seen strife On knees, to God, has prayed Wild women, you run free full of imagination, full of childhood memories and lifetime inspiration