Rapt in the pages of wonder
Each letter, each word, each page
Curiosity filled her old soul
She was more than just her age

While others could be found playing
To her, that happiness was here
She found peace in the solitude
As long as her books were near

The stories were more than just stories
Each became part of her heart
The adventures would leap from the pages
From this world she’d never depart

Friends are for the lonely
Enchanting lore is all she requires
To live like those in the pages
For these are the ones she admires

That sunset lasted forever
It had shined all it could shine
And under it sat a dreamer
A girl of a different kind

(Written for the painting titled ‘A Girl Of A Different Kind’)