By Danielle De La Cruz
I yearned to be pretty and soft,
I yearned to be strong and kind.
I yearned for beauty and meaning,
and I yearned for some peace of mind.
before I noticed shooting stars,
before painful night had turned to gleaming day.
before venus had shown to me,
before all was good, when I could only pray
Your once hopeful eyes met mine.
I was then pretty soft,
I was now strong and kind.
you gave me beauty and meaning,
you gave me peace of mind.