In a quaint abode
Wear a whispering bridge
Lived a girl with dreams
Beyond her age, a smidge

By the meadow's grace
Her heart would roam,
A soul enamoured by the flowers
That softly bloom.

She danced in the wind
Her laughter unfurled
With every step she took,
She'd paint the meadows' grounds
With blooming flowers and galore.

Beneth the bridge
There streams a gentle croon
That sang lullibies to the stars snd moon
It's water whispered secrets,
To the girl whose dreams,
Knew no bound, no end.

A girl by the bridge
In the meadow's embrace
Living a life full of
Wonder and grace.