When she sings,
birds and bees join in a symphony
All of life in the wild stops
and listens in full attention
Flowers bloom in awe of her beauty
The grass race to rise to reach her,
hoping she would notice
how everywhere is greener
She became the sun's reason to come back
every day in full brightness
The moon learned her favorite ballads
and serenaded her every night
The sparkle in her eyes
makes even the brightest stars
feel jealous and dull
She is a King Midas of her own
Not with gold, but with fleeting joy,
kindness and peace
She made the whole world
fall in love with her
all because she loved herself
July 5, 2020
