she was as sweet as the flowers,
that adorned the ground she walked on,
dancing under the warm sun,
with golden tresses blowing
in the wind behind her,
a glittering gold like the sun,
she moved with nature,
and her words rolled out like silk
from soft, rosy lips,
everything lifeless is alive,
wilted flowers are risen,
the skies are clear,
and there is peace,
she was sweet,
like a field of white daisies,
like the bright crystalline lake,
the silver, shinning moon,
in darkness of night,
she was nature.
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silent thoughts
Thơ caand her words rolled out like silk from soft, rosy lips, everything lifeless is alive, wilted flowers are risen, the skies are clear, and there is peace - daisies
