I.
She is a messed up braid,
atop a head of head full of
JUMBLED AND CONFUSED

thoughts.

II.
She is a

teal

ratty
sweater,
which binds her to
200 of her closest


SISTERS.

III.
She is a pair of unmatched socks, always

G

L


I


D



I



N





G
to the newest beat.

IV.
She is a tornado.
Her WRATH from
a friend’s


B-E-T-R-A-Y-A-L
leaves destruction.

V.
She is a

withered bouquet
of carnations,
locked away behind





CLOSED BLINDS,
only SUN penetrates

in times of

pure happiness.




VI.
She is a single drop of water.

in the vast ocean.
She might be overlooked

BUT
she is


ALWAYS


present

VII.
As the golf ball flies away,
the perfection of a strike,
so does she fly with an independent





SPIRIT.

VIII.
As the BREEZE BLOWs away,

so does her handle
on her RELATIONSHIPS.

IX.
She is an American flag

BURSTING
with pride by the way

she carries and supports


her
FAMILY.

X.
She is a pair of crutches
aiding with support for others
in time of need,

YET
never able to fully

STAND ON HER OWN.

XI.
She is one of Mozart’s symphonies.

Notes
ever

changing,
but beautiful as a whole.


XII.
She pulls a sweatshirt over her head,

just as she covers herself with
WARMTH
and
LOVE.

XIII.
At times,




she is a glimpse of perfection.