Once upon a time, a girl,
with dreams
aspirations
and yearnings
Become a Woman
And remained clinging to them
Her dreams were her food
They would quench her thirst
And placated the pain
somnambulist
She walked
through life
Which stepmother
undeceived her
YET the dreams
Her yearnings
aspirations
With her continued
They whispered softly
They would cradle her
Giving her hope
THAT GIRL IS ME AND I CONTINUE TO DREAM