She Laughed

So sure, this young girl, so certain of herself,
Shielded, not guarded,
Stoic and uncompromising in her kindness,
An inner beauty
So fleetingly glimpsed by so very few.

It would take some man to bring her down,
To earn the prized jewel,
The shining chance
To look into her eyes,
As she would silently bestow upon him her precious trust.

One man had won that gem,
One.
And as he walked away, unwitting and exquisite,
She smiled, though cut,
Subdued,
She laughed.

So sure, this young girl, so certain of everybody else,
Unseeing, uncaring, unaware.
She saw how she was fooled,
That man, so tall,
So warm.
She laughed.