I walked along a sturdy path I knew would serve me well.
But the little girl thought differently, only time would tell.
She took some leaps and fell down hard, wishing for some help.
Yet her secret desire, was to acquire what she had lost in the hand she  was dealt.
The young girl believed she had to persist.
And in the end, she was happy again (a twist).
But happy to her was far below what she desired.
Because the little girl wandered off the path that would guide her.