CLEAR SKIES:

 I see her standing in the crowd,

Trying to be strong, longing for no one   

Her eyes are green etched with sadness

She did not want to be like the rest

But in the end she blended not for her best.

Looking at the mirror, she sees someone else

She ponders and wonders,

What joy it would be to be someone else

I see the beauty shining from her soul,

To me she is flawless,

For herself she wants wonders

To the world-she is lost.

I wonder if she can see,

The reflections of her eyes,

Without any disguise it will show

What is already in her life!

The harder that she tried

The uglier the world became.

Looking at herself

With no strength left to gained

She childishly decided,

To let life pass her by

Yet, i see her trying,

With no help in her life

Though the road may be far,

With promises to keep

She stands tall against the wind.

To my delight,

At the end of the journey

I finally see her again,

This time she was herself,

Without a doubt

She did not even have to try’

This time around

I saw her for who she really can be

All alone but strong,

Her eyes are blue like the sky

In the end;

She did stand out among the crowd!

 ~ Lari Katie  

Note -This poem was written by a friend based on her observation of me.