From Flying Free
by Jen Hindley
-to the girl-
You sang before you talked,
Danced before you walked.
You dreamed before you knew you shouldn't,
Tried before they said you couldn't.
You believed before doubt crept in,
Hoped before reality set in.
You gave before it hurt,
Loved before your heart burst.
You buried that girl
with stars in her eyes.
Laid her to rest,
hopes and dreams by her side.
Rise up, dear girl,
That's not how it ends.
Rise up, dear girl,
You will sing again.
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