A little girl she is a lot; but a child—oh no she’s not.
Wisdom, to be fair—belongs to no age;
truth or dare.
One eye on you, one eye in,
coy and tease and sideways grin.
Leave her wild and let her speak,
but don’t be fooled okay?
Twice tricked and you are prey.
Yes, this girl will eat you,
but touch her heart—her soul will greet you;
mirror to us all
small but grown,
beyond us tall