Beautiful.
She was beautiful.
She is a beautiful warrior,
Because she fearlessly battles her mind every day.

She was beautiful.
She is powerful.
Because of the embers that burn inside her.

She was beautiful.
She stays strong every day.
Because of the way life has been kind to her.

She is not beautiful because of such a frivolous thing as looks.
What an absurd notion!
She is beautiful because of the way she fights her mind.
Every single day.

She came along so sweetly,
Sent my world spinning,
Took my heart completely.

It is both a blessing and a curse,
To feel this joy,
And to put it into verse.

I was be never sure,
Whether you were my lighthouse,
Or the storm.

Love leaves a mark.
Every half smile.
Every inch of snark.

Every day, every quick remark.
Good and bad, love is it all,
And on my heart it leaves a mark.

And in the end,
I will seek you
Out among the night sky.

The stars
of me will
whisper

“I love you”
Into the infinity
That is the universe

Thankyou! I am grateful for your time.

She had the soul of a sailor,
And the mind of a writer.
She used ocean water for ink,
And tattooed stories on her heart.

She had the eyes of an elephant,
And the heart of a forest.
She danced with the dragonflies,
In the lazy dawn.

She had the smile of a symphony,
And the soul of an orchestra.
She sung like a moonlight mystery,
With poetry sweet as a sunlight serenade.

She is brave enough.
She knows her purpose,
She will not stand to the side.
she will stand with pride.
She is indomitable.

She is brave enough.

She lived for her own world.
They laughed at her,
At the birds that land on her,
For people trip over her,
And forget she’s there.

What they fail to realise,
What they will never understand.
Is that she is not like everyone else.

She's a lost girl
She's a wild girl

No one understands that birds land on her,
Because inside she’s filled with flowers.
They forget she’s there because her soul is in another world.

She’s a lost girl
She’s a wild girl
She’s a free girl

When I'm hiding in the corner,
Falling apart.

You show me how to love,
And help me start.

Show me how,
To paint the dancing sky,

Show me how,
So that with you I may fly.

When I’m collapsed on my floor in tears,
Trying not to drown.

You show me how to breathe,
And show me I can go up not down.

Show me how to hope as you do,
Teach my heart to laugh and smile.

show me how to feel as you do,
And just hold me for a while.

You are my lullaby,
A sweet little birdsong.

You are my lullaby,
Soft and strong.

You are my lullaby.
You outshine the morning sun.

You are my lullaby,
You are my mirthful fun.

You are my lullaby
Your smiling eyes shine true

Oh, my little lullaby,
How I do love you!

We’re born,
We die.
In between,
we figure out why

The meaning of life is love letters to yourself,
The meaning of life is facing the dark inside,
and coming out the other side.

But mostly,
It's hope.
It's the sun rising after a lonely night.
It's the rain tumbling onto your upturned face.
It's an old poem, a dusty book.
But most of all,
It's joy