to the little girl dashing through a field of dying dandelions,
understand that the wishes you are kicking up at your feet are coming true, sailing into the wide blue sky, finding you again
to the little girl whose eyes sail across a million words, conjuring up new worlds,
learn all that you can and fill your head with fantasies just waiting to be brought to life
to the little girl wiping away her tears, from the bullies, from the bee-stings, from the muffled shouts and screams
realize the power that is coursing through your veins, that your little heart may be breaking but it will mend together twice as strong
your world is one of vivid color and vibrant, fleeting daydreams
let your world be mine once more