"The sparkle in her caramel eyes
when she plays a note right,
makes me want to sing.
Her big white smile
that goes on for miles,
makes me feel like flying.
The Girl With the Raven Black Hair"

"Her father isn't around
it's just her and her mom,
and yet she still smiles.
Her boyfriend is abusive
and her friends won't talk,
and yet she still smiles.
The Girl With the Raven Black Hair."

"The moment her bow
touches her strings,
she is sent home.
She closes her eyes
and begins to play,
and she is sent home.
The Girl With the Raven Black Hair."

"I watch from a distance
and haven't talked to her,
yet we know everything about each other.
I wish people would see
how amazing she is,
and know her more than just
The Girl With the Raven Black Hair."

At that moment, Bailey realized she sucks at poetry.

LOL JK!

But seriously guys, I'm not a poet, nor will I ever be. So if there are any pro poets out there who are like

"THIS ISN'T EVEN POETRY!"

I know, I know. But hey, at least I tried. THAT'S ALL FOR NOW FOLKS! (bet y'all missed my end phrase eh?)

BYE~Bails~