She lived far too long in a world so cold.
Hidden, kept secret, always feeling alone.
She was different, and wild, and burning…
Her heart always giving and yearning…
for something more and something real,
something impossible, so she sat so still.
Though on the surface her fire seemed dim,
she knew what was fading would burn bright again.
Gentleness was what it took,
kindness hidden in a simple look.
She let the love set a spark,
to let light in a place so dark.
She smiled and danced,
and believed again,
that all along the power was within.
She spread her wings, and promised to attempt to fly..
“Ready, Set, Go…” were her last words, as she waved goodbye.