For Grace

Grace.

The blond haired girl with an angelic face. 

So hyperactive it is tough to keep pace.

She lives life as to win the race. 

 

She may not be the one to sing,

but she is a friend and a blessing. 

She can make the most boring stories sound interesting.  

Most of all she is loving and caring. 

 

She is best friends with Cali,

maybe she could get some singing lessons from Hally. 

Knowing her she would get lost in a one way alley,

and enjoy her time doing nothing but dilly dally.

 

She has this crazy obsession with quest bars.

She would die for a pink car.

Everyone knows that someday, she'll be a movie star.

So famous that she'll forget who all the small people are. 

 

All except one.

The guy that took the time to write what will never be sung. 

Just writen all in good fun. 

Someday she will miss him a ton. 

 

For Grace.

 

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