There once was a girl,
Who lived in her own world,
Where people were happy and true,
And nothing was done or said to make anyone blue.
Good times or bad,
Everyone was together,
STonger and bolder than ever,
To take on whatever came their way.
The happiness was true,
Spreading and sticking to all, like glue,
She brought about the change she wanted to see,
And was just plain happy, the way to be.
Knowing that there is nothing but the best,
Instore for her and the rest,
She goes on about living in her bubble,
Making sure there is a lot of good trouble. :)
The ones she loves, know through and through,
There is nothing, for them that she will not do,
The ones she is learning of new, what is in store for them,
They have not a clue.
The ones who have been out of touch,
Need not worry so much, her love is there forever more...
So kinda like glue, she is stuck to you.
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