A poem for penny ur beautiful just the way u are.
I spy with my little eye someone wise. But with a strong saggitarius streak slow to compromise. I sense with my itty bitty nose some1witty and yet so bold.she never sways with deep abade & truth on her side this a trait tht had to be abliged. I spy in my little hands someone older than me, but in spirit it is quite plain to see how unique we truely fit in every outstanding bit. I spy wit my little heart something grand &profound that we only truely find in one life span, beyond beautiful it must be and pass exstardinary its plan to see what you instilled in me. One of my greatest friends till the very end i will gracefully follow u around any bend. So i spy with my little toes 2o pair not 10 and a second row in front of me. Who might this be u ask ill reveal it atlast penny my dear it is you and where we go is not yet all known and foretold but with the mother i never had u most know id follow u where ever u go. Never settle and never fret having to doubt the 1 u see in the mirrow for ne inferior measures.
