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Confident Eyes
A friend of mine, she is both beautiful and so very sweet;
One of those people that enriches you when you meet.
I have seen a transformation under that lustrous red hair;
A pair of confident eyes I see when I appreciatively stare.
With her head held high, carrying her with dignity and grace;
Bubbling exuberance, no longer seeking approval's embrace.
As regal as a queen of those days gone by, she has now arrived;
Her sweet personality is even stronger, it didn't simply survive.
The gym lights up when she enters, her smile bright and easy;
Seeming to enjoy lil ole me, even when I sometimes get cheesy.
I am proud of my friend, she has taken her life to the next level;
She is walking with confident eyes, I can only dream; poor devil.
I see power surging throughout her life as she gains strength;
My desire is to sit and talk with her, soul to soul, at great length.
Like Charlie Brown's fascination with that little red headed girl;
To know better her confident eyes and soul would be life's pearl.
9Dec09
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