The Princess Poem by Justin Reamer

I know a woman
Of fine stature and fine manners
Who is like a princess
To everyone she meets
And to all she interacts with
And is very much a princess
In the eyes of Our Father,
Who created her to be beautiful
And to be a fine woman,
And a great angel among the Earth
She walks,
And every graceful step she takes,
With the angelic purity she possesses,
And the seraphic altruism she possesses
As she speaks to everyone around her,
Presenting her vivacity of which
The Creator had endowed upon her,
Making her a proper lady,
Like a countess-to-be,
But still youthful and mirthful,
And full of life,
Of that which Death cannot take away,
And that which Satan has left untouched,
For she is like Eve before she lost her innocence,
But knows of evil nonetheless,
But stops it in its tracks
When one cares to look at her beautiful face,
Like that of the Mother of Christ,
Who so devoted herself to the Father,
And what He wanted for her to do,
And to her Son,
The Son which the Father conceived
Within Mary,
And loved so dearly,
When Mary was the temple,
Consecrated in the Immaculate Conception.
The woman I see is a virgin,
But not the Virgin we all know and love,
But yet, the princess I know,
Is of important status,
The daughter of a doctor,
Who is like a count or a lord,
But in modern times.
But, she may be important in status,
But she is one with God,
Much like Ruth, Esther, and Judith
All gave themselves to God,
As did Deborah,
And the great Virgin Mother,
The Madonna,
Mary.
The princess is pure,
Vivacious, and good at heart,
And loving toward all,
And every time she meets someone,
Her eyes light up,
And shine like the morning sun,
Glowing like the colour of an oak tree,
For her eyes are a light brown,
And are not like ebony,
And she is beautiful.
The princess is beautiful,
With dark locks that fall down to her shoulders,
Blowing in the wind with every drift,
And caressing you as they brush against your face,
And her eyes are dark,
But shine like the morning sun when she is happy,
Giving the effect of a tree calling to nature,
Saying,
'I am free to do as I need to,
And I am one with nature! '
Her smile is special,
For it lights up the entire room,
For her teeth are almost luminescent,
For they are so white,
And yet so bright,
For they possess great beauty,
And when she smiles,
Like a girl who is excited to
See someone she has not seen in ages,
Her smile is contagious,
And I cannot help but smile.
When she laughs,
It is the most wonderful thing in the world,
For it is so cute and so pretty,
For she laughs so softly,
And I cannot help but laugh whenever I see her laugh, either.
She is also very pure,
For she devotes herself to the Father,
And she does whatever He asks of her,
For she is selfless,
And she is giving,
And cares about other people.
She is sweet,
And I love her,
For every time I see her,
My heart beats,
And her voice is like music to my ears,
And her eyes are beautiful
Like that of my mother's,
And I sigh,
And I get sweaty palms,
Which is rather ridiculous,
And I smile,
And I get a pleasant feeling inside.
The princess is a princess,
And she is set to rule someday,
And her purity is great,
That I would always look after her,
And take care of her,
No matter what.
She is special,
And so selfless,
For when I am down,
She would hold me in her arms,
And I would do the same,
And when I am happy,
She is happy, also,
For she is so kind,
And so giving.
I love her with all my heart,
And I swear upon my soul,
That I will always be there
When the princess needs me,
I will treat her as she is,
The Princess she is meant to be.