Her Reverie

It’s windy, she could hear the tinkling of a wind chime,
she sits alone, recollects her childhood fanciful reverie.
Princess waiting at the tower wall for a prince to climb,
pair of silver shoes, gown, wish to be granted by a fairy.
Someone could look deeper into her eyes, understand,
feelings she kept inside between heart, soul and mind.
Life isn’t a fairytale, just a someone can hold her hand,
through thick and thin, simply who can always remind-
“Let me be the one you call, I’m here, you are not alone”

~ Nodz



Reverie of  a little girl…of a lady…of a woman….


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