Exquisite

You are an exquisite little thing, 

You are endeared to everyone, 

Though some are as jealous as can be, 

You never change, 

That’s what makes you so perfect my dear.

Their spitefulness makes you stronger, 

Your hair just seems to grow longer, 

Nothing affects you, 

Their words do not mean a thing.

You charge on regardless, 

I love that you’re fearless, 

A true Viking heart, 

Plus, you’re smart.

Behind that big beautiful smile, 

Is a sadness, 

It is tragic, 

It runs long and far.

I see it in your eyes, 

The sparkle is still dazzling, 

Though the spark never seems quite right, 

As if you have been burned, 

One too many times, 

Life has gotten you down, 

Still, you refuse to frown.