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.”

~kfu