The Girl With Curls

I’m the girl with curls in her hair,
 Silly and free like birds in the air.
 Short and small, but my spirit stands tall,
 Dancing through life, embracing it all.

I’m the girl with a curvy waist,
 A little bit sassy, still full of grace.

In my 30s, figuring it out,
 Enjoying the ride, without a doubt.
 Thriving with every step I take,
 Living fully, no room for fake.

I’m the girl who loves books and laughter,
Late night talks about forever after.
 A cozy snack, a heartfelt chat,
 Simple joys imagine that.

I’m the girl who loves flowers picked by you,
 In the moment, love feels so true.
 A heart that’s fierce, a soul that’s kind,
 A treasure of love you dream to find.

So here I stand, small but proud
 This little wild heart will always be mine.