The girl with the pretty eyes

The girl with pretty eyes

She's persona of a swan

As gentle As a cloud

Her hazel eyes kiss The sunrise

As she walks The aisle with her head held

High

Her gown As long as the lake ... yet she

Carries it with grace

Her silver heels tip toe Her presence

While she smiles at you

With a dimple in Her cheek

She walks through the storm with

Nothing but a blink .... for the lotus knows to bloom in the wind . ..

As radiant and fierce As the sun

Yet Her gentleness matchs the moon

As calm As an ocean while she sails through the ruffles of the sea ..

Her countenance as magnificent as a swan ... what embraces her heart is the roar of a lioness....

Yes she falls and falls but what matters is her tiny little steps towards the end of the tunnel where the brightness of the light pulls her into the beautiful world !!

Yes, she's the girl with pretty eyes ...