a  typical girl

a gentle girl

a feisty girl

a worrier

a warrior

a worker

She was my princess

my confidante

my solace

affectionate

considerate

a girl with grace

She knew

when to object

and when to accept

She showed

her thoughts

by her actions

She carried

my doubts and ambitions

without complaint

She tolerated

my attempts to repair

her wracked insides

She went

not slowly

 nor in a rush

She allowed my

futile  intrusions

but in the end

She knew

it was time

to walk alone