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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