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May 2014
She is beautiful
This I know
From my distance
She’s pure as snow

I know I could try
Again but just to fail
I’ve gone insane over this
Without quite knowing why

Radiant and cheerful
She brightens the dreary day
Elegant and wise
She goes her own way

I wish she would
We probably could,
But the choice is hers
And she’s content
Where we’re at.
Originally written August 2009
Benjamin Allen Yontz
Written by
Benjamin Allen Yontz  Bowdon
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