Golden Girl

 A beautiful girl, with a personality so bright;

A lovely girl, with a heart truer then gold.

This wonderful girl, her smile once full of light,

This sweet girl once had true love to hold.

But the poor soul fell victim, fell blue.

The poor gold girl lost her way in life.  

Oh it was sad, it was horrible, that’s true,

To see the poor soul stabbed with a knife.

But one day she’ll pull it out and rise above,

She’ll show that wonderful, glorious smile full of light.

She’ll rise again and claim true love,

Her personality will shine once more like the moon at night.

And though that girl is full of tears and wears a frown,

She’ll soon beat her fears and wear a golden crown.