Is it a bird? br Is it a plane? br It’s God’s hand emerging from the parting clouds br Setting down a creation more valuable to me than poetry itself br It’s a superhuman being br One of talent and looks as striking as the sun br A girl who holds the world in the palm of her hands br As it spins and she is wholly affected br By the trials and tribulations of her friends and family br A view from space that I have since fallen in love with br Though it is sad to see the world through her eyes br And become enveloped in her sense of sorrow br Still the way she has changed me I wouldn’t trade for anything br No she doesn’t have superhuman strength br Or the ability to fly or see through walls br In fact she walks just as normal as you or I br But the difference in this little girl is astounding br She has seen and felt the pain br At a time when I wouldn’t have been able to take it br And yet she still believes in love br And believes in the good things in the world br Even when it is hardest for her br She still makes me believe the world is a beautiful place br Because if nothing else, at the very least br She has changed the way I see myself br And has given me the confidence I need br To do everything I’ve never had the courage to do before br She may not have only saved me br But she has also almost entirely fixed me br Something I never thought was possible br For this I know is true br Therefore my cute little angel br Must in fact be br Supergirl.