Fear

The little girl with a shy smile

With eyes bright and dreams alight

She asked but not in words

If it’ll be fine?

And I nodded,

You won’t need to fly

But go straight up high,

Like a rocket to the moon,

Right now, before soon!

She did not say a word,

But she smiled a weak smile

I wonder if she heard

About the journeying mile

I wonder if she did,

Her fears if she hid,

Triumphed she must have truly,

Embarked ahead duly.

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