Arms spread wide to touch the sky,
She embraces all she is,
Not missus or madame or ma’am or mom,
She is definitely a Miz.
Her heart, it soars, it flies, it sweeps,
It blasts all in its path,
In fiery passion and flaming expression,
Her joy can flash to wrath.
In highs and lows, there’s no mid-ground,
Adventures are a must,
Experience is first upon her list,
In this, she’ll always trust.
Brazen and brave, she takes such risks,
And always bets her all,
And though catastrophe abounds,
She learns from every fall.
Her heart is light and heaven-bright,
Still full of innocence,
The twisted world has not impressed,
Or made its own imprints.
The future, now, still seems far off,
She’ll plan for that tomorrow.
Today, she’s all wrapped up in now,
And trouble, she won’t borrow.
She’s currently in the prime of life,
The world bends to her will,
And though someday, her age will fray,
For now, she takes her fill,
Of life, of hope, of love’s sweet passion,
She revels in joy and tastes the day,
Content to simply be.
~Amarine Rose Ravenwood
Originally Published by Voice of Eve, Issue 2, 2018
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