The little girl in me,
Saw the world differently.

She had the capability,
To see the world's beauty.

She saw the pretty colours,
Of the pretty flowers.

She saw the fluffy clouds,
Floating over the house.

She sniffed the moist air,
Blowing from the grass over there.

She felt all the colours,
The world had to show.

But, the little girl in me,
Has lost her way.

She dreams all night,
And sleeps all day.

The little girl me,
Knows not how to see.

Lost her way now,
She's lost in me.

I intend to find her,
Oh, how I try!

I colour the drawing books,
Hoping she would look.

I hope to find her,
Hope to find the colours.

The world is all white now,
The little girl asleep.

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© AmyParkins
(21st January 2019)