Blue ribbon dangling from golden pony tails clash with the orange coat but match her plastic stethoscope; she is a doctor.
Green leggings hug chubby legs and complement the pink Einstein Tee but not her frightful roar; she is a dinosaur.
The great building climbs, block by block, and it is good, but not enough for her critical eye; she is an architect.
Tears and sobs don’t mar her beauty nor take long hold. Hurt and sadness are over-matched by her spirit; she is my granddaughter and will become an amazing woman that I won’t likely live to know.