My Lovely Soul

My soul is beautiful, My soul is kind, My soul is lovely, My soul makes rhymes. When I look into myself I see my soul, It continues my hearts thunder I pray that it starts the same as I age I pray that it changes and teaches others. My soul keeps me obedient My soul holds my tongue It keeps me out of trouble It keeps my smile immediate. People wonder what is it I am rejoiced The question lingers I simply reply my soul The thing that never grows old.