I think she may have been a princess from a far away land which had:
Precious white zinnias and sweet purple violets;
Cute little honey bees and big yellow butterflys.
I think in this land they also had:
Harmonious violins, mighty trumpets,
Magical flutes and marshmallow pies.
It must have been this way for her,
How else could she have become:
So precious, so sweet, so cute, and yet beautiful;
Harmonious and mighty, yet soft and light hearted,
With a touch of magic around her smile.
Somewhere outside of time,
Somewhere in a far away land,
It must have been this way for her.
She must have been a princess.
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