She pranced with a certain grace, So elegant and so divine, when she came into my life, I took it as a warning sign. Skilled in math and blessed with literature, she knew it all..
when she was defeated, she got back up not realizing she made a fall. She was a child in her creativity, but wise beyond her years, She was the one strong enough to wipe off her own tears..
An elder in her knowledge, but with youth so majestic... her soul so alive, right in her vessel is where she left it.
Love the ways she does her hair, how she danced without a care, she sings like an Angel flying through the midnight summer air.
Irrevevocable in her love, similar to a whistling dove, I knew she was celestial energy that was born from the heavens above..
She was the role model who existed, the role model who lived, I aspire to be her someday, becoming all that she ever could.