A Person Whose Life You're Curious About

I've seen her walking down the street,

With her head held high and her feet,

So light and quick, like she's walking on air,

Her smile so bright, like sunshine everywhere.

Who is she, I wonder with each passing day,

What's her story, what makes her heart sing and play?

Is she always happy, or does she ever shed a tear?

What kind of life has she lived, what memories are dear?

Does she have children, a husband, or friends so true?

Has she traveled far, or lived her life anew?

Has she faced hardships, or lived a life of ease?

So many questions, that I long to please.

Her aura shines, a light so bright,

A person so kind, with a heart so right.

I want to know her, to hear her tale,

To understand what makes her life so special, so surreal.

One day I'll ask, and she'll tell me all,

The stories of her life, the ups and the falls.

Until then, I'll keep watching from a distance,

And admire the person, whose life I'm so curious of, and exist in a trance.