As I adore her divine smile, those eyes shimmering like never before. Whilst engrossed in grasping her hair as they plummet down on her face, she carries herself with an effortless grace. I remember she was a teenage girl just yesterday, when the meaning of love and the definition of maturity was different for her. She was born a princess, with glitter in her veins. There she stands today, carrying herself more like a lady. The fire within her soul screams Yes she’s ready to be a Queen now.
Between the highs and lows experienced day to day. You are worth more than your weight in gold. This you should take pride in, The kindness, understanding, and strength that keeps your head elevated. A way to the truth is
She doesn’t look like much White,flat and pale on a ghostly scale Nothing mesmerising to touch But without her consent I can tell no tale. She is proud of her spotless white shroud This picky princess seldom settles For wearing
KoKo Ameen, the Jewelry Queen Designs her creations with a sheen, Her bangles jingle-jangle as she Tip-toes through the tangle Of original designs that will be Presented in her one-woman show, Simply entitled, “Ko-Ko Ameen Aglow.” Her originals are in