She walks with grace, her head held high,
A girl so beautiful, it's hard to deny.
Her smile shines bright, like the morning sun,
Her eyes sparkle, like the stars undone.
Her hair flows like a gentle stream,
Her skin so soft, like a dream.
She's a vision of beauty, for all to see,
A girl so rare, a true beauty.
Her heart is pure, her spirit so kind,
A girl of substance, it's hard to find.
She lifts others up, with her words so sweet,
A girl of compassion, she can't be beat.
Her beauty goes beyond, what meets the eye,
It's the light within, that makes her shine.
Her confidence and grace, make her unique,
A girl of beauty, forever to seek.
So here's to the beauty of a girl,
A wonder so grand, it's hard to unfurl.
For she's a treasure, for all to cherish,
A girl of beauty, forever to relish.
-new king
About the Creator
Inshallah
Istanbul is a city bristling with life, a place where past and present, sacred and profane, intertwine under the watchful gaze of the Sultan Ahmet Mosque. As I explore this crossroads of cultures with Maya, my nine-year-old niece and the daughter of my late brother-in-law Frank, and my wife Nadia, Frank's sister, I find myself on a journey not just through Istanbul's history, but also into the depths of my own beliefs. Staying with Maya and her mother Elvan, my sister-in-law, I begin to see the city anew through their eyes, and to understand why James Baldwin said it "revived" him.
By Geoffrey Philp 3 days ago in Wander
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