There’s a young girl tries to seed new pearls
An old soul twisting a blue spit curl
Sitting alone in a small front yard
Looking out
Her hopeful plan built a lemonade stand
For that single name on her wristband
Selling big cups with little hands
Because she cares
There’s no shade of grey in her naiveté
She feels great joy but knows deep pain
For a new friend she may never meet
Inspires her
Won’t love from fear or to scare us
Wants a cure not a circus
She’s not looking for stardom or fame
She may be few in years but her dreams
are not a game
Head shaven bald as a sign of love
Her spirit a fearless boxing glove
still nature’s gentle mourning dove
All in one
Kids at school always play the fool
Mocking is the bully’s favorite tool
She tries to live by the golden rule
but their jerks
She lives for loving she loves for heart
Lives to really do her part
Always believing that people are
loving too
Such a high as her cups run dry
First day everyone stops by
Cheering through words as they begin
to dismiss her
They can’t believe this special girl
thinks a quarter can change the world
She’ll grow out of it one day
I hope not though, and right now
She believes
So she speaks
Absolutely love😍😙
Thank you! XOXO
XOXO
Always believing that people are loving too… So sad.
I was hoping people would read the irony in that line 🙂
I love the innocence
Even if it goes beyond
But the little is real to me
I saw her as I read the poem
Maybe it’s just me
As always Sheldon
That means a lot to me. Thank you.
The imagery this weaves and the sadness that floats, beautiful
Thank you very much!