To the average person, a girl.
But to the watchful eye? A princess!
Rises from her bed after each night
With sleepy eyes and messy hair,
Yet her morning sight is such a delight,
Cuteness like that is very rare!
The Sun rises just to see her,
She is quite the cute sleeper!
A quick, gentle rinse of her face,
Elegant motions of the brush,
She gazes out of her window with such grace,
Her cheeks are rosy with a blush.
That is how she gets ready,
Her pace is nice and steady!
A graceful step, a gentle sound,
Her movement is just like a dance!
Effortlessly light, her taps bless the ground,
To fall in love takes just a glance!
A sweet melody follows
Her to everywhere she goes!
Join the dance or enjoy the play,
Beauty is found in her presence,
She has no throne of stone, yet she leads the way,
Cuteness defines her whole essence!
She has no crown and yet she shines,
A princess to the watchful eye.