Marlee is made of everyone I've ever meet,
Likes the buttery sunrise,
Doesn't confide in anybody,
Collects unfulfilled promises,
Had a nightmare about not being there.
She wakes up thinking about the stars,
Fascinated by the idea of being stranded,
Flushes when she says what she thinks,
Celebrates her birthday with a quiet smile,
Reading whatever she can get her hands on.
She likes it when the sun smiles,
Always picks up what others leave behind,
Laughs when she's unsure,
Remembers stern voices above her,
People make her nervous.