“You know that girl,
the one who is always smiling or thinking?
Who sweats the ocean
and leaves a trail of sand
wherever she goes?
The girl who always shows up with wet hair,
yet still looks darn good?
She’s not sun kissed, she kisses the sun.
She grew her own roses
before she was ever given one.
The girl with the cool scars and tan lines,
who isn’t afraid to laugh loud.
She always seems to smell like vacation
and has more passport stamps than shoes.
She’s a hugger and a fighter,
and can say so much,
without saying a word.
You know that girl
you always wanted to be?
— Rebekah Steen