At first, she blended with the crowd,
a quiet soul still finding her ground.
Maybe she’s trying to fit in
but something about her pulled me in.

Then I saw her, truly
bright, bold,
a quiet fire in the cold.
She stands in her own light,
aware of her worth,
unapologetically herself.

The way she speaks
soft, wise,
a voice that feels like peace.
And a smile...
like a morning sun,
cute, warm,
the kind you’d wait a lifetime to see.
When it’s missing,
the world forgets how to shine.

She is beauty in motion,
inside and out
like a magnolia in bloom,
gentle, strong, and caring too.