Her heart is unceasingly kind,
meek and humble and sincere.
Their masks of makeup are so blind;
her inner beauty is so dear.
She has a laugh of living light,
that sweetly sparkles on her face,
Her smile wide is quick and bright,
and her figure full of grace.
Seeking boys is not her aim,
for her mind is set above.
"Relationships" are not her game,
but oh! how friendly is her love.
She's not a walking fashion show,
or obsessed with all the trends,
but she's a girl you'd love to know,
even only just as friends.
Her words are welcoming and wise,
the tender truth; they're never snide.
And somehow, to your surprise,
She always brings out your good side.
Her deeds don't deal in hate;
free forgiveness is her creed.
Nor will she manipulate;
her life is not controlled by greed.
She doesn't flirt with every guy,
unlike so many girls these days,
But even though she hardly tries,
boys fall like raindrops anyways.
With eyes of understanding,
she will listen as you share.
She is never too demanding,
but overflows with love and care.
She's the antonym of shallow;
her life is ocean deep.
She has purposes and value,
she's the one you'll want to keep.
You'll find her few and far between,
but when you meet her it is clear,
unlike the other girls you've seen,
Her inner beauty is so dear.
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On a Young Heart
PoésieA collection of my random poetic inspirations. Though they're not profound, I hope that everyone who reads them can find something special and meaningful in these words.
