She smiles,
She doesn't want to ever grow up,
But she already has.
Her brown eyes see the good,
Her hair flows behind her and she runs for her 4 wheeler,
The mud stains already going onto her cloths.
She never had a care in the world,
She puts on her boots and pets the horses,
She's always at the barn,
At every chance she could get.
Either at the barn or on the 4 wheeler.
She laughs at everyone,
She's my friend,
She's my family.
She can see the hurt in peoples eyes.
She can see the joy in people's eyes.
She's smart,
Even when she says she isn't.
She's funny,
In the weirdest of times.
She's a great friend,
Even when she calls you a mean name,
You know she never means it.
Pretty brown eyes.
Your always a good person.
Even with that "cold heart"
Even with the "black heart"
Your always a good person.
With great humor.
With a great smile.
Your always there ❤
And your always beautiful.
Even when you don't want to be ❤
Draft: April,22,2017
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Observance
RandomThis is just what I observe around me. What I see in my eyes. These are old and I wrote them when I was like 13-15 years old, just publishing them! °~•~°~•~°~•~°~•~°~•~°~•~°~•~°~•~°~•~° -NO COPY WRITE!-
