Hair like feathers,
Eyes of the forest,
A smile that never withers,
With a heart above all the rest.
Kinder than love,
Lovlier than snow,
He is the one I wish to love,
But this he will never know.
Seasons will change and we will all grow,
Some will climb, and some will fall.
There is one thing however that I will continue to know,
My heart strings are for you, and without you there is nothing left at all.
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