Poem inspired by The Four Winds by Kristin Hannah
She imagined living somewhere else into the golden, glowing future-- A lady doesn't reveal emotion. Passion is a thunderstorm; I'm in awe of her fire. Be brave. Or pretend to be. It's all the same. A portal to a what-if world where ditch-dwellers turn into princesses. A rebel instead of a dreamer, as young women should always be. The things your parents say become a mirror. Tell me to be a nice girl and be quiet, and keep working, to be the kind of woman who suffered in silence. Courage was a lie. It was just fear that you ignored. The world can be changed by a woman's voice, even in a man's world.