There is a young girl running free
twirling around in her beautiful flowing
dress
Then she is sitting there looking at the
clouds go by
Just a Pretty girl in her own peaceful world
being that wonderful joyful princess that
she was created to be
And she dances round and round, laughing
giggling with that priceless sparkle in her
eye.
In that split second she shows her
happiness when she sees that kind face
smiling, delighting in her.
In this moment she knows that she is
loved beyond measure.
By Carole Farish © 2008
Sometimes I like to write. 