Mind of Her Own
She's got a mind of her own,
Thoughts that never saw daylight,
Fancy ideas, toying around, flickering, losing might.
And the thoughts, she'd never churned into words.
You had the final say, you dictated,
Thoughts she had coveted,
Decisions you enforced, and she submitted.
She's got a mind, that wanders aimlessly, hovers merrily.
Lingers past ginger bread, curtains; over the DON'Ts and the insurmountable CAN'T;
That gazes beyond chores, dinner schedules, china grass potted plant,
She thinks sky scrapers, parachutes, light waves, energy.
And she's got views on politics, French desserts, typhoons, Bugatti.
She's got desires, wishes, and she'd rant,
All day, if you hadn't been firm.
Had you cared, and had you not blared,
Decisions, the rules of the house, over dying thoughts.
The beautiful thoughts would have gulped fresh air,
Hadn't you stomped them, and they hid in their lair,
She's got dreams, goals, she ain't just all pretty, no mind,
The right bit of humour, the starters to unwind.
She's got boldness, she's loud, she'd boss if she could,
She's got a mind, lazy thoughts, basking around.
Ideas to shape the urban world, she's wise, that's her flair.
She's got thoughts, reckless, impulsive, kind.
She's got a mind, powerful one, and she's smart alright,
She shied away, fearing raised eyebrow, ridicule.
You'd stated, dictated, while she stood silent, battling conflicts,
Of the mind.
Dead thoughts, some struggling, dimmed opinions, fearing rejection.
She's got a mind, have you the heart to bother?
If only you hadn't been dominant, shook your head, slight aggression,
Matter of fact, Obstinate.
And she had that twinkle, you oblivious.
Opinion, ideas, craving daylight.
Thoughts, humble ones, had you encouraged.
She'd have nursed thoughts into fountains of dreams!
She'd speak her mind, had you not fumed, raged.
Rolling your eyes, and she'd stopped,
Turning thoughts into words, magic remained mystery.
And she hid deep within, secretly wishing she'd be making history.
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