I have a friend she's seems like royalty,
I call her a queen,
Her beauty demands to be seen
Her love is sure, and true.
Through whatever, she'll never leave you.
Her eyes, are like amber, and smooth, and deep
When she takes you as a friend, you are hers to keep.
Her prayers are heard from our Father, above.
She is true, to Him, and the one He gave her to love.