Princess

• Nina Pepper, Grade 8
• Poetry
• 2009

Your lips are as lucious as the roses of spring,
Your smile is as sweet as the honey from bees,
When your voice is heard the bluebirds sing,
If i were a tree you would be my leaves,

Your hair is so golden when the bright sun shines,
Your eyes as blue as the crystal sea,
The smell of your perfume evokes old times,
When i see you it fills me with glee,

I love the rose in your delicate cheeks,
I believe you came from the heavens above,
To hear your voice an angel speaks,
You will always have my heart in love,

Under one-hundred matresses you can feel a pea,
You will always be a princess to me.