She rides with the wind and sleeps on a star;
keeps chasing her dreams no matter how far.
She sits on a cloud, the breeze caressing her hair.
From her billowy throne she can see everywhere.
At one with her surroundings, she heeds nature’s call.
A smile on her lips, she blows soft kisses to one and all.
Her spirit soars as she rides with the wind.
Her natural surroundings are her best friend.
Shimmering stars become her wings.
Taking flight, happiness it brings.
The scent of the night air crisp and clean,
she admires the loveliness of all seen.
She rides with the wind like a tiny fairy,
The moon’s beams shining upon her body.
A free spirit at play is she as she glides
upon the night wind she gracefully rides.