Little girl
Though not a game
You've won
While they schemed, celebrated
You kept your back straight
Just breathed, waited
Rise from the ashes
Of the bridges you've burned
Their venom untouched
One eighty you turned
Just let them sink
Let them turn stale and grow old
The stones they threw then
Now your yellow brick road
Feel that soft wind blow
Pushing the arch of your back
It is Fate's warm hand
Inviting you to dance
With Life
With Abundance
Indulgence
Delight
There is more where that came from
Click your high heels three times
Little girl
Though not a tale
It has been told
What didn't kill you made you strong
But now you know
Long after the storm
They are wrong
You were a warrior all along