Quiet as a church mouse hidden in a hole
Yet as beautiful as an angel
She takes the form of a porcelain doll
Sitting on a self
Watching, and waiting for something to happen
Although shallow in her human life
Nothing has changed much since then
Her rage fueled by her extreme jealousy
Though she knows she will never lose him
It’s still hard for someone to know what they are, who they are
Especially a human
Her beauty radiating from a mile away
Like an angel in the dark
A heavenly glow floats around her
Even when she is not trying she shines
She is a radiant beauty
A goddess…
Rosalie.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
awesome! great book series too! I can't wait till august 2nd! ! ! lol awesome poem though! ! !