Where is she

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.