There was a girl who loved to read
And often thought a lot
She saw the world with pickled eyes
And a widening heart
All she had she had gained
From the love she shared with places
And the faces
Of the small town she lived in
And wanted nothing more
Nothing less
Than someone of her own to call home
To know how truly she was blessed
When she was older
And knew of grown up things
She saw the world through judging eyes
And sleeping, slipping feet
She saw how shallow hearts hurt her
And shriveled her own smaller every day
She finally found someone
But his love came much too late
And she wasted away all her time
With a bottle and a pill
There once was a man
That loved a woman very very much
But she was growing weary
Of the way he talked
So he took her in his arms
With her tears seeping to the floor
And he kissed her were it hurt
And then loved her no more
Walking away from a woman
Too in need of what she could not touch
And it hurt him so deeply
He wasted away all his time
With a bottle and a pill
When finally he realized
How pointless life would be
If all he did was sleep
And then he forgave himself
For what he once could be
Then one day
A little girl came
And took the woman by the hand
And she cried
For everything she had
Her mother was a nurse
And her father won the war
And she couldn't quite fathom
Why he won it for
So the woman picked her up
And told her a story
Of how she walked the streets
Her love in blazing glory
How she let her blindness of the world
Tear that love apart
Instead of loving people
For the best they had to give
And that little girl stopped crying
And told the woman that
It's good to feel so sad
Because when you are happy
That sadness makes it deeper
And the woman saw the world
With starry eyes
