The mirth of her childhood passed by in years,
As she stood tall every time she conquered her fears.
And her piquant crystal clear tears,
Held enough fire to burn any malice that stood near.
A/N:Slightly inspired by Winthrop Mackworth Praed's quote,with my own little twist.
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Take A Fall
PoetryHey there,Welcome. It's time to take a fall. For when we fall,we learn to fly.
