This is a simple poem about what lies within every girl. I have tried rhyming,hope its enjoyable to read as I enjoyed writing it.... in a boring class. :)
She lives in a hole
down below near the lighting pole;
Makes friends instead of foes
and has sapphire rings on her toes.
She loves the spring season
because of one reason
To witness each day a new flower bloom
eradicating her of all her gloom.
No she's not a fairy,
or any magical creature not at all scary.
Not a character in some fairy tale
not even a Barbie only affordable on a sale.
She's just a girl,tired and scared of the world
wanting to live, having a heart of gold.
Yes she is real and drinks soup from a bowl
she lives in a hole deep within my soul.