I'm willing to take a risk with "the one" I've always known the least,
Although, I've been with her all my life,
I was blindly passing by her side.
I want to take her to the park,
show how to play,
grab gently by the hand,
tell not to be afraid.
Be mischievous on the playground,
get a bruise or two,
do a goofy somersaults,
which will make us bloom
When the bedtime comes,
whisper soothing stories to her ear,
so once night becomes a day,
the old ghosts will turn to flame.
I'm a little bit afraid,
what a treasure she might hide,
Once she lets out inner light,
to the world and shine.
by Marysia
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