Saturday, June 9, 2012

Somewhere Over Skyscrapers

She landed on this isle
Blown by a twister from the West
No pup or shiny shoes on feet
Just a smile and unrelenting zest

She danced about the grid
Falling into cozy quarters
Encountering a spectrum of strangers
Unlocking doors to foreign boarders

There’s been no omnipotent wizard
Granting her every desire
She’s traded in a lot of hats
To find one that inspires

At times the brick road lost its luster
As hardships and greedy monkeys swept in
But she stayed her course and wrote it out
Finding her strength in paper and pen

Skeptics may laugh, call her a dreamer
To which she simply replies,
“I’d rather be swept up in lofty pursuits
Than regretful of paths never tried.”



Micaela said...

Awww! I like!

MOM said...

Could this be my little Dorothy from Kansas you're writing about? No one can ever say that you haven't spread your wings in NYC!