She goes by the name of Zoey-Jane
With innocence in her eyes her smile cures all pain
Harmless arrogance makes her rule the world
When she's not around the atmosphere turns cold
Like an angel her presence felt, happiness and bliss
We are honored to know her, thanks to Jesus Christ
Her kindness can make you melt like butter in the sun
Keep an eye on her as she will make you run
Zoey-Jane my dearest niece
In my heart you fill an enormous piece
Nov 23, 2015
Nov 23, 2015 at 12:05 PM UTC
She goes by the name of Zoey-Jane
With innocence in her eyes her smile cures all pain
Harmless arrogance makes her rule the world
When she's not around the atmosphere turns cold
Like an angel her presence felt, happiness and bliss
We are honored to know her, thanks to Jesus Christ
Her kindness can make you melt like butter in the sun
Keep an eye on her as she will make you run
Zoey-Jane my dearest niece
In my heart you fill an enormous piece
Request permission to use this poem