She's precious, so fragile
It's so easy for one word to break her
But her power is in her determination
And nothing can shake her
She's apprehensive and fearful
Her quiet eyes flicker like a fire
Dimmer they grow until it is dark
It's her strength I admire
She's sorrowful and anxious
Her face shines beneath the sparkle of a tear
She fakes a smile and contorts a grin
Yet comforts me when near
She's uncertain, equivocal
Dreading what comes and what's already passed
She ponders her fate with mild aversion
Dauntless to the last
She's weak and confused
Yet powerful and refined
She's beautiful, intelligent
But most of all...mine |