Her beauty is like a balm,

On my rough and calloused palm.

Her presence has the colors of spring,

Lots of joy and laughter to bring.

Her eyes can light up a room,

At once to dispel all gloom.

Her contagious smile is so priceless,

That my legs are no longer lifeless.

She is like a wildflower in a meadow,

That I can watch from my window.

Her beauty is unmatched and rare,

So is her tender-loving care.

She has become a reason,

To be happy in every season.

She is like a monsoon breeze,

In my desert of difficulties.

She is God’s special gift,

For my spirit to uplift.

With her patience, I can thrive,

Feel happy about being alive.

From her every word, solace I gain,

To kill every iota of pain.

Even if for a moment she may depart,

Her presence is permanent in my heart.

She knows not what she is for me,

For her love God, I thank thee.

She is a beloved friend of mine,

But she is almost like my lifeline.

In the storms of life, when I'm low,

She suddenly appears like a rainbow.

She will be my wildflower forever,

Nothing can separate us whatsoever.

--Sonia S., Adult