There once was a girl the age of ten,
Licking the meadows with her feet.
Never a care for the world,
She was always at peace.
A girl like her was ever so rare,
For everybody else seemed to have pains and woes of their own.
Her frolicking and singing, despite her unintentional efforts,
Did not catch any one of them by surprise.
Once a year, she's allowed to come out,
Allowed to skip around as she pleased.
Though her innocent beauty and charm were strong,
People still belittled her for the small excitement she provided.
Those who remain loyal to the girl,
See her for her true elegance.
The fresh breath of air she provides
Alleviates the pain of those who came before her.
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The Paredes Anthology
PoetryA collection of my personal literary works, this anthology will work as a basis for my creative writing endeavors. Please, for those who view the pieces within this anthology, please leave reviews for new content and improvements. Thank you for yo...
