Capsule

(poems go here)Capsule.

Buried below ,during a time, that I know seems fairly ancient.

It seems so far away because ,it is so far away because ,it's probably astringent.

A note , some hair, a doll ,a box.

Made by a novice who talked a lot.

Bangs she wore with a  toe sock allure. The elementary boys didn't seem to care.

But that girl wore her headbands with pride as she lifted her plaid skirts up private stair.

Sleeping in class , Talking in class, Drawing in class, but learning never fully there.

But she was good, in all her novice ways, her cares where far from her rooms.

       Never thinking about the importance of her mystical pain and gloom.

Her fantasy's included other beings from planets far away.

She thought that she would join them and then one day stay.

       Her kittens kept her company throughout the moving winter.

Oh that girl so young and fair. She thought she had the world, and that fairies     where really there.

Don't grow up little girl, keep dreaming and flying. Climbing trees, fighting bears, and extreme mountain climbing.