She is temporary
passed on like soup on the table
by arrogant souls
who know nothing but greed

She is temporary
like a green leaf in the summer
getting colder by December
until it hits the fall

She is temporary
like the happiness you choose to feel
or the darkness you consume
and decide to never let go off

**But her love is everlasting,
and faith is forever growing
with blossoms never wilting
and her words always empowering