And just for thought...
She looked over at me, giving me that look of hers,
making me wonder what trouble she might have in mind.
While never saying a word, I always catch her drift
and her drift never fails to make me smile.
We talk about nothing most of the time.
It all seems so important now, doesn't it?
Sometimes I want to climb into her world,
never come out, but I am the queen in this place.
I have a kingdom to rule.
She looks at me from the side and I shrug.
What else is there to do but let her go on her way?
We're both brave, fearless, and have a knack for misbehaving.
Why not just enjoy the chaos we so thrive on?
She tells me a story.
I am indeed enthralled in this tale.
I can't help but to encourage this large imagination.
Do we not both have the means to take us beyond this reality?
I love the way every small detail becomes an obsession,
the way she goes after life with an uncontested zest,
the way her accomplishments warrant grand rewards.
Sometimes I find it hard to let her grow
because I know, one day, our world will become more than the two of us.
She tells me she is proud of me and I give her a look
because, right now, she has no idea what that means to me.
We'll both grow up eventually
and she gives me an incredible courage along our way.
What else is there to do but water this small child of mine?
At the end of the day, I'm just a girl who has been in love with writing her entire life. I am full of quirks, anxieties, fears, joys, laughter. And all I have wanted to do was give the world a smile.