Cinderella No 2
Beautiful hair,
As beautiful as her.
A gentle personality,
Softer than fur.
Her radiance itself,
Bigger than the Sun's.
Quiet like a mouse,
But always has puns.
Her ways of art spread,
I could never attempt.
Creativity; her own trait,
Never caught as contempt.
Can't stop her now,
She's been on a roll.
To make peers smile,
With her loving soul.
Copyright © Writing Muse | Year Posted 2024
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