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Are We There Yet?

A little browned-eyed girl

With freckles here and there

Would cry at every little thing

The world too hard to bear

 

Her scared little eyes

Her uneasy smile

A heart beating too quickly

As if she’d run a mile

 

She wished she could stop

That her heart would slow down

But no matter how much she tried

She always wore a frown

 

But now that she's older

She sees the world for what it is

An exciting, open place

Full of unexpecting things

 

She’s ready to lift off

Her wings are fully outstretched

She’s right at the door

But

Oh, just another year more

◄ That Sunny Day

The Golden Ring ►

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