She shone, sparkled and shimmered into view, like a storm cloud of blue bells bursting into bloom

I looked up to her, so sensitive, sweet and selfless
I’m just so dizzy I want to dance in the sky, kind sweet lady, I am grounded, humble and kind

A boy again perplexed and at ease, such a kind, sweet princess the likes of which I never had seen

Bamboozled by her femininity the pixie dust sent from Valhalla

I’ll be with you for the long haul,
your blurred vision and the sweet surrender of the hour glass period

Now grow and grow and grow