She had soft brown locks
And eyes like a doe,
When the light fell upon them
They cast a golden glow.
Her voice was small and quiet
And always calming still,
Like she always had so much to say
But never truly will.
When her name left my lips,
A smile took it's place
And a look of nostalgia
Crept over my face.
She had a brain like a forest
And a heart like the sea,
She had a love full of waves
And a mind full of trees.
