What Sparkles in ever drop,
Dances around with every top,
The Key that fits any lock,
What makes a clock go tic-toc
Is the beauty of one
For she is never done,
Who gives you warmth under any cloud,
Who will talk and listen with out a crowd,
For she deserves a praised crown
And then a ceremony to become renown,
She deserves a king
that will bring her everything
cause she's a queen
discised in her blue jeans,
Angels smile when she is bestowed upon them
For she must be the most precious gem
