she
picked daisies
happily lost
in magical
landscapes of
green
streaked
with birds
and
their worms
but
when she
became a
woman
she moved to
the city
sprinkled with
skyscrapers and
mocha dreams
and
traded in
her horse for
an old
model Porsche
that
sped her away
leaving behind
more than
dusty corridors
and
Poetry by Courtney Hanes