Once a GirlA Poem by Melinda McQueenOnce a Girl
At five, she dreamt of becoming a ballerina, always turning about on tiptoes. She wanted to be on stage, putting on a show all aglow.
She could think of nothing else, and always wore her tutu, even wearing it to bed. Once a girl, who dreamt true.
At twelve, she wanted to be an astronaut, who went up into outer space. To gain a closer look at the stars which she always gazed.
To see earth from a new prospective, to be in awe of the universe. To witness its moving glory. Once a girl, who wanted to star search.
At eighteen, she had no clue what she wanted, as she didn’t know what she could be. For she allowed things to stand in her way, and she lost her faith to dream.
She’d let the cares of the world sneak in, as she listened to her inner voice tell her that she’d never succeed. Once a girl, who felt she had no choice.
At fifty-five, she understands what it means to dream. With her heart open wide, she loves the person she’s come to be, and her dreams reside.
For her dreams have been hers to find, as she listens to her inner voice, not the world. More and more, it sounds like herself when she was once a girl.
Melinda McQueen Rodgers May 21, 2021 © 2021 Melinda McQueenReviews
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StatsAuthorMelinda McQueenTXAboutHello, I'm Melinda from Texas. I am a published author. I'm in a chair with Cerebral Palsy and writing is my outlet. I have found deep pleasure in writing poetry. Writing helps me express my emotion.. more..Writing
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