Poem Twenty-Five

A girl of twenty-five,
With long black hair and glasses bright,
Pretty and smart, with a kind-hearted vibe,
A sight to behold, a true delight.

Her eyes behind the frames do shine,
As beautiful as any starry night,
Her mind is sharp and so refined,
She's a treasure, a rare delight.

She's sweet, she's lovely, and she's kind,
A perfect match for any heart,
With her, you'll leave your cares behind,
And soar to heights, you've yet to chart.

So if you're lucky enough to know her well,
Hold her close and never let her go,
For a girl like her is hard to tell,
And it's not every day such love does flow.