Down beneath the heavens,
Where the green grass grows,
Lives a girl,
Who’s more beautiful then she knows.
Her smile is like a dove,
As it sparkles in the night,
The way she moves,
More radiant then bright,
When the sun shines,
Across her face,
It shines with,
Her Monday morning grace,
Please take me there,
Please show me,
My love and my light,
My one and only.
wow. i can honestly say that this poem is one of favourites now. it's so beautifully written and every word was extremely genuine. this girl must have meant a lot to you to be so inspired to write something such as this. great job, cole! from yours truly, brittney: ] <3
this has got be a cute poem...who is more beautiful than she know...this is the best and the most beautiful line described in poetry, , , , simple and cute stuff man....
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
you know what, bro? you're effing amazing. finally, a piece of work to truly adore. just so, SO fantastic. it's incredible what you can do, sticky. incredible.