She

She's a little too much - 

She's cute,

Cutest if you ask her!

She'll laugh 

At the lamest of jokes,

She'll cry 

At the slightest of raised voice,

She'll yell 

At the deepest of wounds.

A child 

Kind 

Amused and startled

With dreams

Of far and wow.

She smiles widest 

When he's around.

She holds dearest 

The ones who stay. 

An ardent lover 

A dedicated soul 

To dreams of her own.

Friendships matter 

But it stings too 

The more you hold them 

They bite too. 

She lets go 

But remembers all

She cares, yet 

Tries to be all grown. 

Her smile lights up the room 

Spare her the gloom,

Her warmth 

Instills belief 

In the honesty 

Of a raw soul.