She is half the surprise of a gift covered in a beauteous wrap.
She is the climax to a fair story, the voice of melancholy, the spirit of bliss.
She is a painting in disguise, an art deep inside.
She is the woman in a twirly dress, dancing around and tries to fly.
She is the wind striving to settle down, the rain that dares to stop, the sun that shines.
She is the tear drop, the genuine smile, the infinite laugh.
She is as timeless as a grandfather clock.
Yes, she is.
She is something. She is everything.
She is enchanting, amazing.
She is an idea made real. Yes, she is .
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