She might have been younger,
but she wasn't inferior.
In fact, maybe mentally superior.
The young girl possessed quite the wisdom,
even though the conscious thought was absent.
She was young, she was amiable, she was free, unrestricted by society's oppression.
I wished I could feel as unimpeded as her.
Yet, instead of throwing a pity party,
I observed and learned.
We can learn as much from youth as elders,
if we only observe with reverence.