My 13-year-old niece, Poet Girl as she likes to call herself, often says things that leave me speechless with amazement. Her refreshingly innocent and unique point of view opens an entirely new window to my world.

Here are random thoughts inspired by a poem, Dreams, she wrote.

“… some dreams have to be set free,
For others to be achieved.”
she says.

Choices are important, I see
I wonder…

Do you have a dream?
I am sure that you do
I have too
Dreams, lovely dreams

I clutch them close to my breast
Afraid they will fade away

But now I know
Like love, I must set them free
Let them roam unrestricted
Unfettered they shall be

Those that spring from the heart will endure
And blossom into reality