To the maiden that walks the halls of life, Softly in the middle, swaying to the side, to the edge time in, and time out. Mistakes that hurt her, that blot her past are slowly to be erased, By the new sun above her the mistakes are gone, a new stage in her life discovered. No longer a little girl, but one of the teen, Marvelous, amazing, the girl that can captivate a heart long shattered... She can fix it bit by bit, healing any wound with soft love. Perhaps she will find what she is looking for, But what is a goddess like her need? She has the family she loves, the sister she protects... So does this maiden need anything else? Only she knows, She only has to search her heart and ask the one... The best I can do, the simple admirer, The simple writer who shall write about this girl, An image of the lost Lenore, Another rare and radiant maiden. To her I wish this on the day of her birth, To the girl I adore, a great birthday.
Publication Date: 01-03-2014
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Dedication:
To Megan