Heavy-hearted,
Heavy-browed,
Self-conscious,
Snapping pictures,
Struggling to say ‘please’.
Too tall,
Not tall enough,
Thin enough,
Not thin at all.
Crooked smile,
Goofy grin now and then,
Born with a heart that
Skips a beat now and then,
Demure, quiet, shy to speak,
Short attention span,
Stories that could fill a book,
But the kind that one skims
For recipes, dusty, in a kitchen nook.
Never been a statue,
Never been a muse,
Comes with a deep stillness that
She has no clue how to use.
Lost,
Found,
True and tried,
Dark-eyed,
Weary-minded,
Trying to be kind,
Trying to find the time,
Having nothing but time,
Time after time.
Long feet, long toes,
Long fingers, long hair,
Long time coming,
Long time leaving.
Stumbling over the long feet,
Stumbling over a small vocabulary,
Wearing a peace sign at the neck
Like it’s mandatory.
Tattoos,
Taboos,
She’ll remember you,
But you’ve gotta impress her
For her to recall your name too.
No dark without some kind of light,
Barefoot in the dead of night,
Or dead of noon,
Barefoot anytime feels alright.
Lyrics and strings,
Colors and wishing she could sing,
Hoop earrings and other pretty things;
Ins and outs,
Screams and shouts,
Awake and dreaming,
Asleep and living,
Taking it one day at a time,
Learning how:
To be healthier,
To be more productive,
To be better,
To be honest,
To be herself,
To laugh,
To forget,
To live,
To raise those heavy brows,
To yearn,
To show concern,
To love,
To learn.