Her Resiliency

I write for her

She cried for me

Neither knowing who the other might be

She sat there reading, hungrily, words saving her

She pursued them relentlessly

Beneath the tree, she shaded me

Fortitude carved her destiny

Devouring stories of lives lived, wishfully

Sculpting her inner imaginary

She grew up to free us, sparkling in her resiliency

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