In her confusion, she stands alone,
Caught between love and work, unknown.
She's given her all, yet feels unsure,
No one quite gets what she's looking for.
Alone with her thoughts, wondering why,
Her heart's desires seem to pass her by.
I watch from afar, seeing her tears,
Her happiness matters, calming her fears.
I'm here for her, though she may not see,
A steady friend in her mystery.
In time, she will find what truly feeds
Her soul, like a flower's growing seeds.
For now, I will wait, by her side each day,
Hoping she finds her clear pathway.
In understanding's embrace so right,
She will see her path, shining in the light.
This poem is for you,
Written with creative hue.
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