Stargirl
She was elusive. She was today. She was tomorrow. She was the faintest scent of a cactus flower, the flitting shadow of an elf owl. We did not know what to make of her. In our minds we tried to pin her to a corkboard like a butterfly, but the pin merely went through and away she flew.
Have you ever met someone so different from yourself, or anyone else you knew, that you honestly didn’t know how to react? If you haven’t, wait until you meet Stargirl.
Wouldn’t it be wonderful if we all felt free enough and confident enough to simply be ourselves?
Your comments are welcomed.
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So now you have 2 posts to which you can blog!
Due to the OVERWHELMING support to the Poetry Portfolio, I have added another post in addition to The Outsiders. Feel free to blog about what inspires you to write, any ideas that you have, or leave a poem, essay, etc. and let others leave comments and suggestions for you. Happy Writing & Enjoy!
I can’t wait to read your responses.
Mrs. Hampton 
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