An array of flowers.
Your tears like showers.
Your heart like a masterpiece created.
Your shoes gold plated.
There is no certainty.
When you are happy
The grass turns green.
Like a queen on the front page of a magazine.
Fate had other ideas.
Your heart's music plays for different reasons.
Be wary of those who trespass.
Your beauty shown in creativeness.
Go either left or right.
Beauty is every womans birthright.
Feb 4, 2019
Feb 4, 2019 at 2:20 PM UTC
An array of flowers.
Your tears like showers.
Your heart like a masterpiece created.
Your shoes gold plated.
There is no certainty.
When you are happy
The grass turns green.
Like a queen on the front page of a magazine.
Fate had other ideas.
Your heart's music plays for different reasons.
Be wary of those who trespass.
Your beauty shown in creativeness.
Go either left or right.
Beauty is every womans birthright.
