She
was the kind of girl
that *tasted the sunshine,
as the rays
sweetened
her mood
and
she often caught
glimpses of Heaven,
as the raindrops
reflected
her dreams
She
was the kind of girl
that listened to the night,
as the darkness
whispered
her fears
and
she forever grasped
the parting seasons,
as the leaves
scorched
her soul
She was
the kind of girl
that savored the scent,
as the morning dew
coveted
her memories
A heartfelt work in progress. Still trying to come up with a way to end it, that's not abrupt. Not easy. Feedback welcomed! :)