clipped from: activelyaware.blogspot.com Once Upon A Time...there was a Little Me...So innocent, so fragile...so pure...
Perfectly created, perfectly shiny...perfectly new...
Perfect neat or naughty...perfect messy, perfect happily just being me...
Such a free little girl who danced through her life, giggling without reason, loving without hesitation, trusting without any reason not to...perfectly loved in an unconditional way...perfectly safe, perfectly protected from what someday would come my way.
Free to imagine how great I'd become, to daydream almost always, to be scared of the night and terrified of forever...free to be silly, free to spill my milk, to sometimes be flighty, usually messy and often late...a fragile piece of blown clear glass with nothing to hide, nor to hide from...free to be perfectly imperfect me.