underneath the cascade of golden

curls, lives a tormented lover of all.

Believing 'must' and 'should' she

precariously tries not to fall.

A wider river does not exist than Haley's

smile which warms the babbling brook that is

her heart.

Mother Nature calls Haley hers

but there is nothing that deters

the 

grimacing, growling world of competition

from eating her alive.

Underneath the lively, bouncing locks

lies a girl putting up her stumbling blocks.

with only the perfect whisper she currently

cannot hear, as her intervention, her far, 

and her near.

Haley will far exceed her goals

and wonder if that's all she wants.

2011

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