A Girl

1. A Girl By Drew Benzaia

2. She was a miracle child, Born to a mother who had failed countless times before in her efforts to become pregnant, And a father who would give up his life to see his family happy.

3. They named her Bianca, meaning white or shining in Italian.

4. At four, she was already a firecracker.

5. Light danced in her blue eyes, and her long, dark hair- Wavy, like her mothers- Bounced in the wind as she flew everywhere her little feet would carry her.

6. At eighteen, no one could tie her down.

7. Her long hair was bleached blonde, The top of her head constantly adorned with a flower crown. She was recognized everywhere as the girl with the long legs and mouth that got her in trouble.

8. Her life was kissing boys on tiptoes, Laughing with friends, And traveling the world. A blur of memories.

9. At twenty six, she fell in love.

10. She had never before believed her mothers stories about soul mates, or girls finding princes.

11. The she found someone who put up with her mouth. Moved with her instead of trying to pin her down. And loved every one of her flaws.

12. At forty, she was a mother, suffering from the same conception problems as her mother, who had passed years ago.

13. Yet she gave birth to a little girl, Kennedy, with her own blue eyes and the blonde hair she had always wanted.

14. And she was complete.

15. At seventy, her father passed at the age of one hundred and four.

16. And she gave away her daughter to the trouble maker she had never liked.

17. He reminded her too much of herself, And the motorcycle he drove didnt make her like him any more.

18. Her husband held her left hand at the wedding, and she wished her father could be there to hold her right.

19. At eighty five, she lost her other half.

20. Visions of their love story swam through her mind as tears swam in her eyes.

21. He was supposed to always be hers.

22. At ninety three, she lay in bed, the last of her strength dripping away. Her daughter, married now for twenty three years, clung to her hand.

23. Laying her head down on her mothers chest, she whispered You are my inspiration. Her mother laughed and whispered the last of her words faintly into her daughters ear.

24. My dearest darling, I am just a girl.

25. Poem by Drew Benzaia Thanks to Bianca Benincasa for letting me use her name! THE END

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