I stand tall with my head held high;
Shoulders back and ready for the ride;
Watching eagles spread their wings;
Listening to the Angels sing.
I see myself in my mind’s eye;
Wind is blowing with a soft sigh.
Hair is blonde and dancing all around;
Without making a single sound.
Laughter, dancing that is me;
Some people just can’t see;
I am not sad nor am I lazy;
But people feel I am a tad bit crazy.
Not a psycho or a criminal;
I actually read from a hymnal.
Eyes twinkling from the fun;
Getting my energy from the sun.
My parents see me as I am;
Seeing my beauty from within.
Some people may not like me but I’m not cautious;
I guess that is what makes me FLAWLESS.