If to be like a color
I am told to choose.
I’d choose to be white without doubt,
She gives beauty to the clouds,
And sits perfectly on an Angel’s. wings.
She brightens the fairy’s smile
And gives life to a bride’s gown.
She sits in a woman’s heart,
And there kindness is born.
She is a wonder
That gives beauty to waterfalls.
She gives milk her pride,
And linen her glow.
She steals sights
And ghosts envy her.
Let I her praise
For to me she gives peace.