Poem: "She is a girl"
On a lonely evening, On a lonely path, She walked ahead and ahead, Determined and focused as she was. Nothing could divert her. Nothing could distract her. On a lonely evening, On a lonely path, She stood individually, Confident and creative as she was. Nothing could stop her. Nothing could affect her. On a lonely evening, In a wheelchair, she sat. She couldn't walk, But she can write. Her words became her backing. Her words became her wings to fly. She is a girl. She is a woman. She is a strength to the world and herself. She shapes her future, She lives on her terms. She is meant to shine. -Ira Pandey