She, Emilie

Once there was a girl who lived atop a banyan tree

She had fiery red locks, wild and free

Blazing baby blues that'd see through a lie

Kind to a fault, but one to defy

Laughter like sunflowers, a snarky sweet smile

She flipped her hair, and laughed at every trial

Truly she was allowed to do anything she liked

Which is how everyday she swam and hiked

Climbed and fell, did every errand the townsfolk sent

Ran through the brush to her heart's content

No one could hold back the light footed child

Not even her kind neighbors she so easily beguiled

One day, when the winds were strong and the currents rough

She climbed the cliff to Blind Man’s Bluff

And she felt invincible as she laughed into the roaring sky

The waves crashed below, a violent lullaby

They found her body, blue with cold

She, too proud to do as told

She, fiery in her passion, gentle in her kindness

She who made her village sigh with every ripped dress

She, Emilie, for whom the whole world wept