A day before the holiday of green,
a girl was born.
That girl
turned into a lovely soul.
Her dreams of the future
overwhelming,
too big for her head!
She wants to sing and dance
to the music in her head,
overflowing,
a melody of ideas only she could hear.
She keeps it locked up,
that tune in her head.
So no one else could see
that song her heart played
the occasional blues
changing into rock n' roll
unpredictable,
not even she could know what the future holds.
But she dances on,
that silent waltz
twirling through life, all alone.
Her dark brown eyes always watching,
waiting.
Maybe one day she will be joined by a similar soul,
ideas untold.
Until that day comes she will dance to the rhythm of her mind
when eyes are turned away
her true colors shine.
A little poem about myself.