Riley

A blonde hair girl in a field full of wishes, chasing butterflies and smiling at the sun.

Stopping only for a second, to pick the biggest one.

Shutting her eyes tight, she takes her deepest breath and blows.

Bracts floating through the air, towards the sky, off she goes.

Running and laughing, on another hunt.

Stopping every few seconds, on the search for the perfect one.

Her smile is so big, and her laugh is so sweet.

Oh, to be like her and see the magic in a yard full of weeds.

Dancing in front of a mirror to a song only she can hear.

Swaying at a slow rhythm, paying no mind to anyone who may be near.

Dressed in a tutu with leopard print tights, upon her head a pink bow.

She moves with grace like a prima ballerina performing a grand show.

Her beaded necklace sparkles under the ceiling light like the ocean under the sun.

Oh, to be like her and have the courage to dance to the beat of her own drum.

A blonde hair girl,

without a care in the world.

Wishing on weeds,

dancing to a different beat.

Oh, to be like her, so magical and sweet.

To be like her and live life like a dream.