ANIA

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NEW LIFE

A NEW DAY--



I sit,

In meloncholy drip,

Then see her whiz by...

Her name is Ania.



Her mother says, Ania, aka..."Bad".



But she is just a zesty child,

Full of spirit,

Untamed and wild.



She is typical,

Bored at the drop of a hat,

Always needing entertained.

Always in the eye of mother,

Seeking attention.



Her long black braids jingle with beads,

And her rambunctious nature,

Whips them around, clinking and chinking.



She could wear a pony out in a day,

Never tire, and find another adventure in moments.



Ania smiles with innocent charm,

Even with a punishment in sight,

She tears on, tears on...

Thinking all the while...it's worth the ride.



Thank-you for the smiles you give me--

In a place in my heart you will never know...

But you touched me in this moment.



GO ON WITH YOUR BAD SELF,

And thank-you for the little flower. (weed)


Author's Notes/Comments: 

Stay young Ania, forever free, and true to your own heart.

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