I know a girl,
a girl named Susanna Lee.
Her beauty isn't obvious
but if you listen,
I'll make you see.
Her hair is so red
it looks like it is on fire
and her eyes are the color of molten chocolate.
What is there not to admire?
Her hands are always clutching a book
and she always forgets to put on socks.
She gets lost in her head and walks into walls
and can never remember the combination for her lock.
I love the dimples that form in her cheeks when she smiles
and the freckles that cover her skin.
And the tiny scar on her forehead
from when she cut herself with a hair pin.
Her bright, yellow glasses,
which keep on slipping down her nose.
And her cheeks,
which always are the color of
a crimson red rose.
Then there are her habits,
she draws her heart on her wrist
But also the good ones,
like never judging you,
no matter if your are diffrent, jealous or a rat.
Susanna Lee,
she only laughs and smiles.
There just is something about her
that makes my heart go wild.
Everyone are drawn in
by Susanna Lee.
By her charming smile
and infectious glee.
And that is the true beauty of Susanna Lee.
She doesn't care about how you look.
Only if you are nice
and if you like her book.
Can you see it now,
why I love Susanna Lee?
If you don't belive me
just go yourself and see.
How her words are kind
and how lovely her habits are.
How her laughter sounds like music
and how her smile could stop a war.
Go on,
I dare you to.
And then when you see her
you'll understand everything I said to you.
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PoetryMy thoughts are passion and ripped-off wings and falling and my paper is a child and closed palms and butterflies.