she was not beautiful
she was the sun coming up
on an early morning
she was the bloom of
an april flower
she was the stars shining
brightly through the midnight sky
she was the rainbow
after the rain
she was the smile
on my face that would
never seem to go
away.
'beautiful is just too over used, to describe her, so he used these words insead.'
Dec 14, 2015
Dec 14, 2015 at 12:11 AM UTC
she was not beautiful
she was the sun coming up
on an early morning
she was the bloom of
an april flower
she was the stars shining
brightly through the midnight sky
she was the rainbow
after the rain
she was the smile
on my face that would
never seem to go
away.
'beautiful is just too over used, to describe her, so he used these words insead.'
