There she is…
Where’s the curious little girl who never stopped asking questions?
The one who danced in her twirly dress and bounced on her bed?
The one who named all of her stuffed animals after the cat she adored?
The one who talked to her dog as if he were human?
The one with the nickname bugaboo?
There she is…
Where’s the child who was fearless until her innocence was stolen?
The one who always wandered away and got lost in stores?
The one who hid behind her mom’s legs around strangers?
The one who was never cuddled or held?
The one whose “I love yous” were withheld?
There she is…
Where’s the teenager who wanted to run away from home?
The one who never broke the rules and made good grades?
The one who was afraid of her own father?
The one who was never allowed to have friends over?
The one who observed a marriage that she would never replicate?
There she is…
Where’s the young adult who left for college and felt forgotten?
