She grew up on stories
of strange and alien animals
hidden in forests so big.
She grew up on rumours
of sights and proof of the animals
of people hoping they existed
She grew up and searched
the world over for the animals
but never saw even a shadow
She grew old, still believing
that somewhere, there were animals
that hid away from her.
She grew older still
and with age came illness and weakness
yet still she always believed.
She was old enough
when she went to close her eyes
but something colourful stopped her.
she fell asleep forever, smiling
in her grip, strange purple fur;
purple chipmucks had given her a wish
She never stopped believing.