How She Looks

 


From a hundred feet away

She looks like a bright little daffodil

Swaying and dancing on a summer hill


From fifty feet away

I can see the bounce in her step as she walks 

I see how her head tilts right when she talks


From twenty feet away

I see that her shoulders droop at the end of the day

Her face looks weary, she zones out, as past the tumult she makes her way


From five feet away

She seems a little distant, maybe aloof

I see the unkempt bun, I see the crooked corner tooth


A little closer as I step

I see that her smiles don’t reach her eyes 

Her laughter is well timed, amidst joyous lies 


Closer still

And I see the honey freckles on her nose 

A glistening uncried tear, further up close 


I dare step closer 

And I see a child, in plight, perplexed 

Searching for her north, placing bets on herself 


Does she know the cracks in her armour shine brilliant?

Does she know some mountains won’t move, however her spine bent?

Does she know the world sees her as a daffodil, blooming bright?

Does she know, even up so close, she is a magnificent sight?


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