A girl with a dream
is a girl with a match.
The second she puts her mind to it, it’ll strike.
At first, only a flash.
A glow, flickering, in her brain.
But with space, that slow burn sparks, and speeds up.
One match whirring like wildfire.
Til there she is.
And off she goes.
With the girls just like her she now knows.
Raising that voice.
Rolling her sleeves.
Scraping her knees.
Dreaming her dreams.
Charting the stars.
Calling the shots.
Crossing the rivers from the rocks.
Cracking the code.
Aiming her bow.
Going where she never thought she could go.
She’ll light the way
listening to nothing
but the bright-red beating of the heart
she was born with.
Because a girl with a dream
is a girl with a match.
And we believe
the future is hers to have.