She's a girl who holds the world
In her eyes. It's no surprise
That when she sighs, the Earth's reprise
Is to spin a little slower.
The moon looks down on hallowed ground
Wherever she walks; and her talks
Are musical words, better than birds'
Songs, making plants grower.
She's amazing in every way, amazed
Me when she knew my name. The same
Day I thought I'd just hide
From the world, or get lost.
And she picked me up, and helped me be
A better person; helping me not worsen.
And from that start, I've had a heart
With her name embossed.
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