In the vehicle of imagination she travelled the world and beyond
And when life knocked her down
She rolled over and bathed in the light of the stars
She lived in a bubble
And breathed in a child like resilience
Unaware of the troubles she refused to believe in
Luck was embroidered into her back
Adventure became the wings
Her face a picture of naive innocence
She clapped when she was happy
To the tune of laughter
I always thought it was because
It made her feel alive by believing in herself
You know like Tinkerbell the fairy