See her? What did I tell you?

Surely you see what I mean when I say

She is to be gifted and yet she was betrayed

Her past, was not kind to her

Her lack of smiling will surely tell

I pray my Lord you see her in kindness

I pray you, one day She will learn

Her stress almost has her broken

But not only by mistake or men, I state!

But rather her own blood, as I had spoken

For a family can a painful enemy make

Lonely tears have cross down her now endearing face

As very few have witnesses her sadness

For nothing hurts like your own private hell

Lesser souls, would have cheerfully embraced madness

Sir, she was once a confidant of mine, nothing more

But times have changed, for like a rose she has grown. Yet alone

Higher towards the sky away from the dust and grime

Always facing the light, and away from the scent of brimstone

My Lord. We all have things to learn

Simple honesty and trust, being two of them

As such, surely you above all can understand

Her past blurs her present thus her heart appears to be stern

For passionate is something that she is

For about this I would never dare to lie,

Even though in her she hides it deep inside

A glimpse I have seen, she would be an admirable bride

For when she is in love

She will give her all and betray not him

Listen to my words I as I swear to mighty God

Blessed will be the man who achieves her pedestal