She wanders spritely
Through this space
A gentle spirit
A slip of grace
She wanders through
She comes and goes
Here and there
To and fro
Her step is light
And does not stay
She seeks a home
It is her way
But with great poise
And charm divine
She flitters through
The hands of time
She touches those
She holds so dear
Then lets them go
But without fear
For sadness knows this spirit not
Chance is her friend
It is her lot
And so she prances
Dances free
And light shines on her
Happily
And as she moves
From here to there
She leaves her spirit
Everywhere
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