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my little me.

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She guards herself without knowing.
Wary and reserved, she holds back.
She holds a mind older than her years
and a cleverness more mature than she.

She hides behind magnetic eyes,
unreadable to me, telling nothing.
And somehow telling everything,
with a silent honesty that is stark.

She intrigues me and draws me in,
wanting to know more.
Wanting to know who she really is.
Who she really wants to be.

If only she would let me in.
If we could just find a way.
A way to open up to each other
and break down the walls between.

Her solemn gaze belies the laughter inside.
It conceals the mischief and wit in her heart and
When she forgets for a while it's beautiful,
her eyes are bright and her smile is wide.

And i love her all the more.

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Cynthia Buell Thomas

Tue 16th Mar 2010 12:21

Fabulous title. Very engaging, very distressing poem - that one so young has such 'sadness', has 'learned' to be 'solemn', and only 'forgetfulness' reveals the true childish nature of 'mischief and wit'. Surely it is a social poem with a strong message - What do we adults do to children! I avoid using the idea of 'circumstances' because adults are interpreters of circumstances.

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Marianne Louise Daniels

Mon 15th Mar 2010 14:38

it seems lame to just say "I agree" but I do..I love the title.
Exceptional work. x

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Francine

Mon 15th Mar 2010 13:23

I agree...
I love this too Kathryn : )

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Mon 15th Mar 2010 12:13

I love the double link as it were that is obvious in this. The mystery as to whether it's about you or indeed your daughter should remain a mystery in my opinion. :-)

I can relate to this very much as the little me in universal terms. Personal growth and learning how to express oneself and to love oneself and allow others to see the beauty of the soul within us.

Janet.x

darren thomas

Mon 15th Mar 2010 09:36

I thing you are talking about yourself - the child's picture is JUST like you.

I'm not sure just how long you've been writing, but you have a worthy and obvious talent.

D

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Andy N

Mon 15th Mar 2010 08:17

i agree with lisa here.. i wasn't sure also whether you were talking about yourself or your daughter... there is a lot off magic in this poem which i enjoyed hugely, but the confusion in whether it was you or your daughter did knock me out a bit.. perhaps a slight change off title could help here, but keep em coming! x

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Lisa Milligan

Mon 15th Mar 2010 01:50

I can't tell if you're writing about yourself as "my little me" or a special little girl in your life. But in either case, it is poigniant. If it it a little girl in your life, you've captured so well how reticent she is in the protection of herself. And how you can see the beauty, maturity and mischief she has within that you love so.

If it is about you, it is even more powerful in how you have recognized these things in yourself, and end with how you love yourself. In either case, it is intriguing to the reader. Love it.

Lisa

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