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Beautiful Souls.



There was a girl so quiet,
There was a girl with a lot of hidden talent,
There was a girl who thought she can't,
But that girl could shine in the dark.

She was scared and left behind,
She felt unprotected to cross her garden,
She traveled in a school van with her grandma,
That is how unprotected she felt to leave her zone.

But she had to leave her zone,
She had to face the world,
She cried out her heart at just its thought,
But she had to, cause life never seems to be fair.

Time went by with insecurity growing in,
Tears pouring and fears roaring,
Missing all the comfort she had at home,
She longed to see grandma at the door.

In that world beyond her zone,
She suddenly met a few strangers,
Fears grew like weed in the paddy field,
The strangers suddenly pushed her off the cliff.

She was helpless and out of her comfort zone,
Then suddenly there were beautiful wings which popped out,
She never even knew she had beautiful wings with her,
They made her realize how far she could fly.

They dragged out her hidden talents,
Even she didn't know,
Then she realized,
That the strangers who scared her are a gift from God.

The strangers today are well-known,
They are no longer strangers,
But beautiful souls who never knew favoritism,
Who always guided my path,

Yes that girl is me and the beautiful souls are my Teachers who always guided me.

-Debra R. N. Ludwick-



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