Strong, by Jazmine

Her eyes, so brown
Her cheeks, so rosey
Her hair, so black
Her arms so, cozy

Her smile, so happy
Her hands, so small
Her posture, so strait
She stands so tall.

She knows he's not coming back.
She knows he's gone.
Though she smiles
As if nothing's wrong.

She sheds no tears
She cries not at all
She hums so softly
Her smile never falls.