The Little Women

Where is she In the history of the world? Does she exist somewhere, anywhere? Oh but she is, darling. She exist in the pages of the books she read, In the lyrics of the songs she sang, and in the structure of the piece she wrote. It might not seem like much; She might not seem like much but she is there, present like never before. Her mind wanders but it also stays,  Her day slows but it also sped up. The little boy that she used to hug? She just couldn’t believe that it is him that hug her now. He kisses her now & tell  her stories &  sing her a song. Really amazing how fast time flies. So she sat there, building her confidence, building her confidant(s), one little presence at one time. Ananda Khaira Azizah, Pekanbaru, March 13th 2026. Written at 7am on a Friday.