The way she smiles,
The way she laughs,
Beauty is in everything she does.
She's a tender flower
Needed to be nourished,
Her eyes are the ocean
Telling a beautiful story each day.
Her lips are petals
Like of rose,
Soft and tender...
Her smile, her eyes, her laugh
Beauty is in everything she does.
When she cares,
It feels special...
When she talks,
It's so very different.
She herself is an entire miracle...
Because the way she smiles,
The way she laughs,
Beauty is in everything she does.
Jun 5, 2017
Jun 5, 2017 at 3:56 PM UTC
The way she smiles,
The way she laughs,
Beauty is in everything she does.
She's a tender flower
Needed to be nourished,
Her eyes are the ocean
Telling a beautiful story each day.
Her lips are petals
Like of rose,
Soft and tender...
Her smile, her eyes, her laugh
Beauty is in everything she does.
When she cares,
It feels special...
When she talks,
It's so very different.
She herself is an entire miracle...
Because the way she smiles,
The way she laughs,
Beauty is in everything she does.
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