She was nature’s child,
The most special one
Her smile as warm
As the summer sun
Yet fragile and delicate
Like an early spring bloom.
Bright as shaft of sunlight
Illuminating the gloom.
Spectacular and exiting
As the days first dawning
Yet simple and refreshing
As a clear winter morning.
Tempestuous like
An autumn gale blowing wild
The most special one
She was nature’s child

Comments
S.Smoak | June 8, 2009 - 12:35
I really like this one :)
Very nice *thumbs up
Biggus | June 8, 2009 - 12:43
Thank you - glad you liked it