Picture: I wandered into the world
looking for wonder, trying to fly.
The grass was green and the clouds were high.
The sunlight shined so endlessly and the world
was a wonderful amazing place. Butterflies
fluttered kissing my cheeks and the ocean breeze
blew softly on my face. I danced in the
meadows and I felt like a princess, stopping and
gazing at the sky above. My heart was
alive and filled with youth. The world was
my playground and all I had was enough. I
watched in awe of the eagle flying above.
The fall leaves came and I grew and grew.
I looked at the world, my heart full of passion
and truth. Someday I would change it and
win every heart. Someday I would be
beautiful and find someone to love.
Ambitiously I strived to grow as quickly as I
could, so focused on how to be all I could be.
There were bumps along the way but my focus was
strong. I believed somehow I was so much
bigger than my body ever would be. I
wanted to help heal every heart, I wanted to
travel and see the world; I dreamed one day to
be strong and amazing like that eagle flying
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Winter winds blew in and caught me off guard.
Suddenly I saw the snow begin to fall. The
ground grew much harder than I ever could have
imagined, and though I stepped lightly here and
tip toed there, I scuffed my knees and stubbed
my toes on the icy terrain. On I went and
then at night, I curled up close to the starry
night. Sometimes rain fell and snow would
fall…and life felt more than I could hold.
I would sit still in those quiet places, when
the busy world seemed too pre-occupied for me.
What was I doing there, where had my vision
gone. I was a girl in a world too busy for
me. I shuttered and curled up into a ball.
The snow made the ground a beautiful deadly
cold. I shut my eyes, not wishing to wake.
Maybe my spirit would lift into a different
My eyes filled with hope as the sunshine filled
my eyes. The soft feathers ruffled as I
moved them aside. Crawling out, green
grass met my feet. Butterflies danced
beautiful up around me. The white clouds
wisped in the clear sky above and my heart
filled full with a new kind of love. When
I looked back behind me to see the wing that had
saved me, an eagle lied still, no longer
breathing. Its wing remained outstretched
over where I had lied, giving up its own breath
just to save mine.
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