There is a girl I know, whose helping hands help people grow.
Her heart, so beautiful, is larger than the oceans
And when she speaks, love is verbally put into motion
Beloved by all, this girl of slight frame stands bold and tall
This gorgeous creature is blessed with compassion knowing no bounds, truly a heart for the lost
This gorgeous creature is blessed with skin the color of creamy coffee, and bouncy black raven locks
A precious and peculiar treasure, is this girl I know
For she belongs to a savior who's love has made her pure as snow
And though, some days, she feels crushed, as if by the whole world's cares(and sometimes told things that catch her unawares)
She will always have arms to run to
Arms ready for a sweet embrace
Arms to calm and reassure her
Arms that make her feel safe
For she is a peculiar treasure
One only a fool would let go
Unique and unattainable by all
Except the one who sees inside her soul
This is the girl I know
I call this girl my friend
This girl, like me, a peculiar treasure
One I'll cherish 'till the end.
No comments:
Post a Comment