Blonde hair with thin strands that stray away from the bun they were pulled back into,
A smile reaches up just to kiss her soul through the brown chocolate tunnels that give her sight,
Big lips with cracks that make it look like she talked with a pale pink sidewalk,
A small button nose that makes you think that not even Jack Frost would have the heart to bite,
Bitten fingernails that had reached up to wipe tears of joy from her flushed cheeks,
A girl who saw the world with natural beauty and hoped they would see that in her too.