A friend

Her eyes are pure beauty
Her breath must be love
Her voice is so lovely
From God high above.

She moves like an angel
And speaks the good thought
And trys to help others
With great rapport.

One day I might love her
And heres to this thinking,
But by timing and luck
It might come to nothing.

Who is she then
This angel amongst us
She is a great helper
And a receiver of much.

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