Celesta - Poem by Albert Price
A picture of loveliness is she,
In a gown revealing all her humility.
Gingerly she steps and whirls,
With that mirthful blush of little girls.
Brilliant and starry are her eyes,
Her lips are crimson as the sunrise.
Gracefully she moves to a musical beat,
And melodious lyrics her voice utters so sweet.
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