A diamond she is, a beacon of beauty,
Worried of her looks, how others might see.
Should she really? I wouldn’t dare,
For she radiates elegance, peerless and rare.
Her smile, beyond compare, a radiant glimmer,
Her character, one of a kind, uniquely defined.
Mind still shattered, from scars of the past;
The love once found, too fast, too soon,
Beyond repair? I wouldn’t say,
For she deserves better, no less, come what may.
Thoughts guiding her in paths where no light shines;
May God shine light on her, weaving threads of love.
Let her walk on flower roads of love and life,
For she has a purpose, in life, not yet fulfilled.
Somewhere I see a glimpse of faith, a hand of God;
Reach in to it, let it lift her up, rise and shine.
