There is a girl that I know with a smile so bright it puts the sun to shame.
I know a girl.
I know a girl with a laugh as light as air.
I know a girl.
I know a girl whose beauty rivals that of Aphrodite.
I know a girl.
I know a girl who decorated her room in bright sunflowers, to keep out the dark and invite in the light.
I know a girl.
I know a girl.
I knew a girl.
I know a woman so kind and smart, who took the virtues of her youth and sculpted them into who she is today.
I knew her as the girl who wore holographic boots and read books as if her life depended on it.
And now she is the woman who took those books and made them who she is.
The woman who traded her holographic boots for rain boots.
The woman who was once the sunflower girl.
