Heraeth
She walks with a skip in her step
There's a joyful demeanour to her spring
Lost in thought, she seems gleeful.
She's elacric for the days ahead
But in her eyes, there's hidden longing
Bursting to get through the smile.
It shows on her face from time to time
She stares off wistfully for a moment
Then pulls back her smile just as quickly.
@Sue.Ketter
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