B r e a d w i n n e r

A maiden so Unexpected,
Never a part of two.
Grew not for her heart,
but for the ones around.
Some lass she was.
Paced her day as slow as she can
for she very much knew the significance of time.
Never been a sweetheart to one,
but shared the love to all.
A damsel of life's taste,
Unhurriedly molding her person.
For living in the present is her gift,
Never fearing what's beyond the day after
For she knows terror will make her weary.