This Girl I Know

This girl I know,
She’s just like a book.
Her cover so pretty,
Yet, ever changing looks.

But this girl’s beauty,
Isn’t like any you’ve seen.
It comes from all those pages,
Those pages in between.

Each page tells a story,
Some of sorrow, oh so sad.
But each one that you read,
You’ll see a better time she’s had.

This girl, she’s tough,
And dauntless and strong.
This girl, she sings,
Most melodious songs.

She won’t let you see her cry,
She will never answer you why.
This girl, she needs no wings to fly,
Because this girl, she’s the blue sky.

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